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The Drama Teacher

Name: Marshall Narquis
Age: 27 (born Dec 8th)
Element: Water/Ice
Appearance:

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Personality: Passionate. Enthusiastic. Devoted. As stubborn as a damn mule. These are just a few select terms that would describe Marshall Narquis. He is the sort of person to throw himself headlong into whatever he sets his mind to, and it’s not uncommon at all for him to get in over his head in doing so. That said, he usually manages to find a way out of such situations, often simply thanks to his seeming inability to let things rest once they’re started. Outside of such things, he is on the whole a cheerful man who always looks for the bright side of things, and grins even if he doesn’t find one. Though some might mistake this for naivety, he’s really quite intelligent and sensible- his boundless optimism is just a tactic that was once taught to him as a coping mechanism that has since become his default state of mind. Above all, he’s dependable. If Marshall says he’ll do something, support someone, or take care of a problem, very little will be able to stop him from following through.

History: Marshall’s childhood was not really what could be called pleasant. His mother raised him alone, in poor conditions, and constantly moving from place to place it seemed; a by-product of the scorn for their abilities that showed itself whenever somebody discovered them. Despite this, his mother always smiled, and as Marshall grew up she taught him to do the same. “No matter what, never forget to smile,” she would say to him, “Because if you keep smiling, you’ll be able to find every reason to be happy. But if you don’t, you’ll only see reasons to be sad.”

As he grew older, he discovered why his mother had worked herself to the bone for so long; she’d been steadily pooling funds to allow him to attend the Academy, a chance she herself never received. And by some stroke of fortune, she happened to have saved enough to do just that by the time he came of the right age. While studying there, aside from exploring and learning to control his power, he found his greatest joys in the Theatre & Drama classes with Instructor Claudia Colson. The days spent learning under her were some of his fondest memories, and where he made several of his friends. And, in later years, it was Claudia who gave him 1-on-1 lessons for commanding his element, in particular teaching him the art of finely shaping it into a variety of objects- something he came to specialize in.

Years later, well after he had graduated and gone on to tackle the world, it came to Marshall’s attention that Claudia was electing to retire from teaching. Moreover, it seemed the Academy was having trouble finding someone to take her place and teach the art of stagecraft. That, he decided, just would not do, and he set about applying to take the job himself. It’s now his 2nd year of teaching as such, and he’s actually starting to get the hang of it...

Equipment: A small steel bar, roughly the size and shape of a sword grip that he uses as an aid for moulding his element(s) into handheld objects.

Class Taught: Theatre & Drama

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Alright, off work, grabbing some dinner, will spend this evening paging through the recent IC events. Post can be expected Sunday.

In the Court of the High Queen

@Genni I was actually going to tweak black sheep a bit to better cover a lot of that. I made the strengths & weaknesses before writing the more particular parts of the bio, so I think that needs to be done.

The bluntness was one I considered as well, but I wasn't 100% sold on it because I have a deep love for vague threats like the one in his character quote and I worry that a Blunt weakness would prohibit that. However, there may be something similar I could go with...

@OfWindAndRain sounds great to me!

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No worries, just hadn't seen or heard anything and wanted to make sure. Sincerest apologies for seeming impatient.

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@Zelosse Seems that in between the IC post and the website being a potato my CS slipped under the radar. I've quoted it below for convenience's sake.

If you did see it and just hadn't gotten to it yet, I apologize for the nagging.

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Name: Marshall Narquis
Age: 27 (born Dec 8th)
Element: Water/Ice (if it’s still alright to use both, only Ice if it is not)
Appearance:

(Image Credit & Ownership is SkyFly17. To request removal, please PM this account.)

Personality: Passionate. Enthusiastic. Devoted. As stubborn as a damn mule. These are just a few select terms that would describe Marshall Narquis. He is the sort of person to throw himself headlong into whatever he sets his mind to, and it’s not uncommon at all for him to get in over his head in doing so. That said, he usually manages to find a way out of such situations, often simply thanks to his seeming inability to let things rest once they’re started. Outside of such things, he is on the whole a cheerful man who always looks for the bright side of things, and grins even if he doesn’t find one. Though some might mistake this for naivety, he’s really quite intelligent and sensible- his boundless optimism is just a tactic that was once taught to him as a coping mechanism that has since become his default state of mind. Above all, he’s dependable. If Marshall says he’ll do something, support someone, or take care of a problem, very little will be able to stop him from following through.

History: Marshall’s childhood was not really what could be called pleasant. His mother raised him alone, in poor conditions, and constantly moving from place to place it seemed; a by-product of the scorn for their abilities that showed itself whenever somebody discovered them. Despite this, his mother always smiled, and as Marshall grew up she taught him to do the same. “No matter what, never forget to smile,” she would say to him, “Because if you keep smiling, you’ll be able to find every reason to be happy. But if you don’t, you’ll only see reasons to be sad.”

As he grew older, he discovered why his mother had worked herself to the bone for so long; she’d been steadily pooling funds to allow him to attend the Academy, a chance she herself never received. And by some stroke of fortune, she happened to have saved enough to do just that by the time he came of the right age. While studying there, aside from exploring and learning to control his power, he found his greatest joys in the Theatre & Drama classes with Instructor Claudia Colson. The days spent learning under her were some of his fondest memories, and where he made several of his friends. And, in later years, it was Claudia who gave him 1-on-1 lessons for commanding his element, in particular teaching him the art of finely shaping it into a variety of objects- something he came to specialize in.

Years later, well after he had graduated and gone on to tackle the world, it came to Marshall’s attention that Claudia was electing to retire from teaching. Moreover, it seemed the Academy was having trouble finding someone to take her place and teach the art of stagecraft. That, he decided, just would not do, and he set about applying to take the job himself. It’s now his 2nd year of teaching as such, and he’s actually starting to get the hang of it...

Equipment: A small steel bar, roughly the size and shape of a sword grip that he uses as an aid for moulding his element(s) into handheld objects.

Class Taught: Theatre & Drama

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In the Court of the High Queen

Well, it's incomplete due to still needing to come up with one last Weakness, but since the IC post is planned for tomorrow night I wanted to get the rest of it in so he could be accounted for and so I have time to fix any glaring issues.

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Name: Sir Aldrich Martin

Age: 26

Rank: Noble, Legitimized Bastard (Sort of)

Title: Knight

Features: Aldrich Martin is a tall, well-built man with dark brown hair and olive skin. His facial features are sharp, reminiscent of a hawk’s almost, and his eyes are a deep green. He stands roughly 6’4” tall, and can usually be seen wearing some form of armor. Typically he wears a few pieces of light plate over chainmail or leather, but he also has a set of ceremonial arms bearing the royal crest that he dons for occasions of particular pomp and circumstance.

Strengths:
-Martial Prowess: Aldrich is one of the finest swordsmen in the Crownlands and hones his skill regularly. Direct conflict with him or his charge is therefor incredibly risky.

-Military Experience: Aldrich served for several years in the Viexmeurian Military before his appointment, and during that time he gained an in-depth knowledge of military tactics as well as several friends in various positions he can call upon.

-Crown Confidant: Few, if any, are as familiar with Queen Gisela as Aldrich is. His presence in her youth, as well as their similar circumstances of birth, grant him an uncommonly close relation with the young monarch. Though he may not have bountiful lands, money, or soldiers, what Aldrich does have is the queen’s ear and confidence.

Weaknesses:
-Black Sheep: Aldrich is the outcast of his family, and as such cannot depend on them for support except in very specific circumstances, and even then it’s unlikely.

-A Fish out of Water: Aldrich has not set foot in a court of governance since his adolescence, and while he knows enough decorum to not make a fool of himself courtly proceedings make him visibly uncomfortable.

-(Pending): Salt is still coming up with one to fill this slot.

Bio: Aldrich is the eldest son of the Torverra House of the Crownlands. A highborn family steeped in military tradition, the Torverras are widely regarded as prestigious fighters and leaders, with several of Viexmeur’s finest generals coming from their lineage. However, Aldrich is not the heir to such a legacy. He is a bastard; his father, the Torverra Patriarch, drank a little too much on the march home to his newly betrothed bride and bedded the daughter of the holdfast lord which had taken him as a guest. Several months later, she died in childbirth and Aldrich was brought to Torverra Keep as a babe. His father, a compassionate man who truly regretted the woman’s fate, vowed to raise the child as his own and acted at once. This did not sit well with his lady wife, who in truth was a conniving woman out to see her own bloodline flourish at any expense, and she began trying to conceive ways the little one might be done away with lest his existence inhibit her own offspring. However, the slaughtering of a child proved too vile a thought for even her to stomach, and she allowed his existence to continue for a few short years, at which point the birth of her own son Davin occupied her attention.

Davin and Aldrich grew together, albeit in starkly different standards and preferences, until the day Aldrich turned 13- the age a Torverra customarily began their time of military service. Not wanting to disappoint, he agreed to serve his time, and departed for the barracks. However, he enlisted under the name of Martin, the holdfast to which his mother had belonged, at Lady Torverra’s insistence. As he learned and grew in the military, Aldrich developed strong bonds with his fellow servicemen, perhaps made possible by his lack of apparent connection to the House, and swiftly grew to become one of the finest soldiers in his battalion.

Then the letters came. There were two; the first was from Lady Torverra, giving him news that Lord Torverra had passed away, and that under her orders he was to cease association with the House as anything more than a governing family over him, and that he would be imprisoned for slander should he ever take the name for himself. It was near banishment, as far as sentences go. The second, however, was a nearly burned paper that had all the writing of a will and testament- his father’s, saved from fire by a servant who had seen it delivered. In it, though scarcely legible, was a simple script from the bottom- officially legitimizing Aldrich as his son, and conferring upon him all titles he was owed. It was clear that it would hold no value in any court, but to Aldrich it was a dear sentiment, even if he would never see it come to light.

Years continued to pass as Aldrich made a home for himself in the military, until one day his Captain called him to the command tent for a special discharge of duty to give him a new assignment. It seemed the King himself was in need of a strong and noble knight to personally safeguard a young girl but it did not say why she merited it. Still, it had called for the best man he had, the Captain had told him, and that meant Aldrich was the only choice.

He has stayed by Gisela’s side ever since.

Quote: “I take such threats neither kindly nor lightly. If you continue with these actions, I will draw my sword. And I guarantee that you will find what comes after… quite unpleasant.”

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Seems my CS got lost in the shuffle last night amid the IC post, so I took the opportunity to tweak and add a couple of things. Here is the new version, ready for GM review.

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Name: Marshall Narquis
Age: 27 (born Dec 8th)
Element: Water/Ice (if it’s still alright to use both, only Ice if it is not)
Appearance:

(Image Credit & Ownership is SkyFly17. To request removal, please PM this account.)

Personality: Passionate. Enthusiastic. Devoted. As stubborn as a damn mule. These are just a few select terms that would describe Marshall Narquis. He is the sort of person to throw himself headlong into whatever he sets his mind to, and it’s not uncommon at all for him to get in over his head in doing so. That said, he usually manages to find a way out of such situations, often simply thanks to his seeming inability to let things rest once they’re started. Outside of such things, he is on the whole a cheerful man who always looks for the bright side of things, and grins even if he doesn’t find one. Though some might mistake this for naivety, he’s really quite intelligent and sensible- his boundless optimism is just a tactic that was once taught to him as a coping mechanism that has since become his default state of mind. Above all, he’s dependable. If Marshall says he’ll do something, support someone, or take care of a problem, very little will be able to stop him from following through.

History: Marshall’s childhood was not really what could be called pleasant. His mother raised him alone, in poor conditions, and constantly moving from place to place it seemed; a by-product of the scorn for their abilities that showed itself whenever somebody discovered them. Despite this, his mother always smiled, and as Marshall grew up she taught him to do the same. “No matter what, never forget to smile,” she would say to him, “Because if you keep smiling, you’ll be able to find every reason to be happy. But if you don’t, you’ll only see reasons to be sad.”

As he grew older, he discovered why his mother had worked herself to the bone for so long; she’d been steadily pooling funds to allow him to attend the Academy, a chance she herself never received. And by some stroke of fortune, she happened to have saved enough to do just that by the time he came of the right age. While studying there, aside from exploring and learning to control his power, he found his greatest joys in the Theatre & Drama classes with Instructor Claudia Colson. The days spent learning under her were some of his fondest memories, and where he made several of his friends. And, in later years, it was Claudia who gave him 1-on-1 lessons for commanding his element, in particular teaching him the art of finely shaping it into a variety of objects- something he came to specialize in.

Years later, well after he had graduated and gone on to tackle the world, it came to Marshall’s attention that Claudia was electing to retire from teaching. Moreover, it seemed the Academy was having trouble finding someone to take her place and teach the art of stagecraft. That, he decided, just would not do, and he set about applying to take the job himself. It’s now his 2nd year of teaching as such, and he’s actually starting to get the hang of it...

Equipment: A small steel bar, roughly the size and shape of a sword grip that he uses as an aid for moulding his element(s) into handheld objects.

Class Taught: Theatre & Drama

In the Court of the High Queen

CS is in production, will be ready for review tomorrow afternoon.

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Defunct post as of now, please ignore.

In the Court of the High Queen

I'll be working on a Character Sheet over the next day or so, provided my work schedule gets less hectic (which it should). I'm still working with a general idea, but if you'll still allow it Major I think I rather like the idea of my character slipping into Sir Martin's shoes (and if not, no worries, I've got some other thoughts I'm happy to run with). I hope you'll look forward to it.