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Ythan

Ythan Light

Character appearance

Name: Ythan Stormflow

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Race: Human

Height/Weight: 6ft2in/92kg

Personality: People find him stuck up due to his upbringing, though he does not mean to be it just happens to shine through. Incredibly loyal to his companions but this can cause him to be biased and think unclearly towards those he doesn't know.

Rarely shows any real emotion other than unconscious condescension. This is to keep people from getting too close, due to fear of being stabbed in the back. Completely oblivious to others emotions albeit angry or infatuated, he won't understand. Quite intelligent but not with people.

Likes:
•Sword fighting
•Swimming
•Exploring
•Honour

Dislikes:
•Beasts
•Prejudice
•Priests/priestesses
•Jokes

History:Born and raised as the son of a priestess, a woman who showed him love and compassion but her order meant more to her than he did. Ythan still holds fond and fading memories of the woman. He left the order due to his father not being of "divine blood" as they called it, another way to call those of other skin tones tainted, they would never speak of his father other than to insult or belittle the idea of him. Ythan's beliefs that they were blind and full of hate didn't help stop him being looked down upon within the order.

After running away, he changed his name to hide from his mother and spent his teens living in the streets before being taken in by a small clan where he spent years under the tutelage of knight beast hunter, Titor Stormflow. This was a kind man who showed him compassion, though he never did learn the reason that Titor welcomed this street rat into his home, his clan. The Stormflow clan were of tanned skin clearly mixed race but with no extremes of either spectrum other than Ythan. It took a good while before he could settle in but it happened, for once in his life he was home. But peace never lasts and after that tragedy, the little priest child and a few Elders were all that was left of the Stormflow clans power.

Clan Name:
Stormflow

Clan Member Count:
A small clan which consisted of 20 people in its prime but now has only Ythan as an able fighter.

Betrayal

A few short years after Ythan joined the clan, Titors brother; Grigor, a jealous man. Had lead the men of clan Stormflow into the wilds with lies of a giant beast that was resting in the woods protecting a great treasure. Only to have been beset by hired assassins. After finding out about Grigors treachery Ythan ran him through with the sword of his late-adoptive father.

Clan Ability:
Able to enchant weapons with lightning. Took many years to learn. Taught to him by the elderly women of the clan after years of training.

Landfall: An older technique used before weapons that channels electricity through the Earth to paralyse weak enemies on the ground while slowing stronger ones. Air units unaffected.

Arc Mend: Healing energy that cannot be used on self. Requires a lot of build up to prepare. Only useful for post- or pre-battle. Ythan is not very capable with this due to being a solo fighter.

Notable Equipment:
• Adopted fathers blade
• Armour hand crafted by himself
• A dagger
• Mothers pendant

Skills:
• Dextrous swordsman
• Can repair weapons with ease.
• Incredible stamina

Ascension of Gods (High Casual) (Still Accepting)

The Dagdar

Leaping across the the trees, The Dagdar thought back to what the Queen had said. He spent the rest of the journey decoding her words, why does she always speak in riddles? The Dagdar smiled. Least I get some fun with mortals. They will p... Before finishing the thought he was nailed in the shoulder with a Ballista projectile. "AAAARGH! He screamed out while being flung backwards from the force and power of the giant arrow sliding across the forest floor and smashing into a tree. "Ha...ha...haha...hahahahahahahahahah. You've done it now. The Dagdar used his staff to pull himself to his feet, pulling out the wooden spear that was embedded within his body. He knew that it posed no real threat to him as the hole healed almost instantly.

"Hmm, perhaps another approach would fare better." Upon finishing an extremely large brown bear almost twice his size growled in anticipation while closing in on the Dagdar. "Ah, hello. Mathúin, you always did have the most perfect timing." The Gods stared at each other before the Druid God rose his Throne of vines from the ground and sat upon it whilst lifting his open palm towards the large ursine. "Let us keep these outsiders at bay."

Outskirts of the forest

A Roman soldier entered the generals tent, "Commander, that creature was hit directly. We are about to send a force in after it."

"Now is the time to celebrate, young one. We shall conquer these feral lands and bring them to civilisation. The savages can't understand what we are doing for them." The General paused after hearing a roar in the distance. "Hurry, rally the men, tell them form a defensive line in front of the tree line. This fight isn't over yet."

Ascension of Gods (High Casual) (Still Accepting)

Osiris

Osiris walked amongst the corpses questioning why such atrocities had been committed. What was the point of this unnecessary slaughter? He came across a wounded Roman crawling away from the large Egyptian. The warrior was going to bleed out very soon. "Fear not, as a pawn you had little choice. Now is the time to rest. I shall trade you, your memories for paradise." Osiris crouched next to the dying man and placed a hand on his head taking his thoughts for his own. Through the eyes of this lowly soldier, the God saw an Emperor leading his people on a conquest for the world. To enforce his beliefs on others.

The God stood with his back to the childlike figure that had manifested in the hall. "Why? I still do not understand." He turned to face the new arrival. "Shamash, you shouldn't criticise a home when one is a guest. Especially not a place of worship." The contrast of heights between the two was more apparent in the halls of stained red. "Tell me, what brought you here?"

@Unoedipal

Rise and Fall of the Varectian Republic [Factional RP] [Open to Apply]

Ok.

Ascension of Gods (High Casual) (Still Accepting)

@LadyRunic Haha, the guys an oaf. Wouldn't worry about it. Morrigahn was on point.

Rise and Fall of the Varectian Republic [Factional RP] [Open to Apply]

Castle Highguard, Thyrria

Governor Fermetius was sitting in his General"s planning quarters, General Tylion was discussing about possibly sending a small force to help with the uprising in Lacedonia. "My lord, if Lacedonia falls, although we are on the mainland, it's a small hop across the sea. Although we could destroy them in a sea skirmish our men are not trained for land battles. If they manage to land it could be very dangerous."

"Tylion, we have one of the strongest naval forces in the empire, they wouldn't get anywhere near the shore." The governor scoffed at the Generals warning. "Barbarians may be stupid but do you expect me to believe they would attack us? Outrageous." It was 5 minutes of silence that passed before Fermetius spoke again. "Rally some men. Not out fear but Lacedonia is a part of the empire. Plus, it's good to be owed a favour. Send a letter first."

The general smiled, "Aye, aye sir." And left without a further word.

To Governor of Lacedonia, Julius Conrad Velos

@LordZellWe have heard of the troubles and if need be we are amassing a force that could be there within days, but we won't do a thing unless authorised.
Awaiting your reply, Fermetius Thaximus.

Action

Raise 3'000 Troops for 30 vects.

Rise and Fall of the Varectian Republic [Factional RP] [Open to Apply]

Do you have to raise 3'000 or can it be any amount as long as the currency relates?

Ascension of Gods (High Casual) (Still Accepting)

The Dagda

The Dagda winced at her words as they cutting right through him like a knife, he knew when his primal desires and near-sighted obliviousness had killed his followers. Kneeling before The Morrigahn in despair and spoke with penitence, "This was my fault alone, in my arrogance I have allowed these scum to seize what is not theirs and I shall pay for that, in time. For now; we must drive the poison from these lands." He stood and looked out over the forest to the lands cloaked in fire and smoke.

"It ends."

Smashing his staff into the ground and sending reverberations throughout the forest. The Dagda began to speak in tongue, clouds formed, the trees creaked and moaned, the heavens broke and rain poured out on the flames below. The trees in the distance, using the water as a protective shield, brought themselves down to smother the fire. "My Queen, I am blind no longer. You have my power to use as you wish." He put his hand on the wood of an Oak and used the roots to see if there was cinders remaining but instead saw Romans trying to reignite the forest elsewhere bringing with them machines built only for war, what purpose could see a nation bring so much destruction with its creations? "No! Apologies lady, I must go. I shall do my best to stall as long as possible, they will pray for forgiveness by the end. I know you seek to gather others so don't leave me waiting too long."

The Dagda crouched and lunged himself far into the woods, jumping from treetop to treetop determined to salvage his blunder.

To The Edge of the World...

Hahah, brilliant idea. Can't wait to find out what we we're based upon.

To The Edge of the World...

@Kelewen Do you make these floor plans, do you?