Sheffield

Fantasy Nations 2: A New Age (Kadaeux's Trait System)

I was just discussing that in the chat, I multiplied a number incorrectly early on, which I'm currently working on.
It appears as though my mathematical skills are worse than previously thought!

Fantasy Nations 2: A New Age (Kadaeux's Trait System)

Elendra said
Sheffield, did your territories wrong. The Large Cities require 6 unmod provinces to work, not 4. You are therefore short 6 provinces to sustain things!

I've accounted for that, I believe. The 3 Large Cities add up to a required 18 Unmod provinces, the Medium and Small City together require another 8, don't they? Bringing the total required unmod provinces to 26, and I have 30. Unless I've muddled the rules up.

Fantasy Nations 2: A New Age (Kadaeux's Trait System)

Empire of Glaewin


Nation Theme

Races of the Nation:
Men
Anoredhel
Dwarves
Surface Dwarves
Halflings

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Nation History:
Glaewin grew naturally, after being formed originally as a trading outpost it quickly evolved into much more. Named Lanceglen, it was one of the first dedicated trading outposts for merchants to compare their wares and discuss related matters, it garnered attention of many as more merchants began to set up warehouses in the outpost, and subsequently shops as well. The town drew in new additions from many diverse races, though it was always dominated by the race of man.

As the years progressed, the outpost grew into a village, into a town and eventually into a sizeable city, a major trading hub for the region. There was no current nation within the region, and Glaewin was formed with little opposition, aside from the occasional village which wished to retain its independence. It was during the period of expansion that House Perea established itself as the ruling nobility, a King being appointed by the other nobles of the realm. A goverment was also formed, with various members of the nobility being granted a multitude of different titles, albeit the local mage academy was also granted a representative within the government.

The period of expansion continued as the Kingdom began to shape itself, opting to stick with their roots and place a growing emphasis on mercantile trades. Though the nation itself did not have any particularly special goods to begin with, it successfully traded with the recently discovered nations surrounding it, buying goods from one and selling them for a higher price at another, acting as a 'middle-man' of sorts. Glaewin continued to perfect this form of trade, using the profits gained to continue to expand and fund various institutes and academies throughout the rapidly growing nation. Yet the nation reached a standstill, consisting mainly of men, anoredhel and halflings, albeit a discovery in the short future would send Glaewin into an industrial boom.

During a hunt for mines, a group of prospectors made a discovery, the likes of which had never before been seen. The subertannean ruins of an ancient, long-lost civilisation were discovered within the borders of Glaewin. Sprawled out underneath the vast plains of Glaewin, the tunnels and corridors seemed endless despite many pathways being blocked due to collapse and other structural failures. News of the discovery quickly travelled, with scholars, miners and mages flocking to the nation en mass in a bid to study the ruins. Dwarves, alongside mages, became especially prominent within the nation after the discovery as the government began recruiting a workforce to excavate the ruins, and scholars to study the findings. Old maps with what appeared to be mines, long lost tomes detailing various forms of unseen life and maps revealing hidden passageways to allow for safe, quicker travel were all amongst the discoveries.

Spurred on by the recent discovery, expansion became an even higher priority as other cities began to appear throughout the realm in order to accomodate for the growing population. With a treasury already near-bursting, various expeditions were prepared in an attempt to locate the long-lost mines. Whilst most expeditions returned home with no news, there was a successfull expedition, discovering a rich goldmine. It is recorded that a member of the expedition that discovered the mine gave the following description;
'T' gold continued for as far as the eye could see, sparkling in the dark like stars in the night sky'

Immediately the mine was worked, albeit the gold appeared different from the gold previously held in the nation. Perhaps it was the unnatural glow, or the warmth that seemed to cling to it, albeit there became an unhealthy obsession with the gold. The other nations that recieved portions of the gold through trade found themselves desperately organising further deals with Glaewin in order to get more of the gold, and Glaewin soon became the center of trade for the known land.

The Kingdom was eventually re-evaluated, and an Empire was formed with the government being significantly reworked to grant more power to the Emperor. Whilst the gold seemed to have an unnatural effect on most, the mages were not taken in by it's grasp and were near-certain it contained dark properties. The mages which had originally come to Glaewin with a thirst for exploration of the ruins had now become resolutely against any further exploration, considering the findings to be unhealthy for the mind, and unnatural. In response, the government of Glaewin set up various 'secret-police' forces, which were officialy non-existant. In reality, however, they had a very specific purpose to undermine those who opposed the further exploration of the ruins, and exploitation of the now several goldmines that had been discovered as a direct result of the maps recovered from the ruins. mages became a primary target, and as their opinions became more vocal, the action taken against them by the Empire also grew.

After a steady rise in tensions between the nobility of Glaewin, who seeked to continue to exploit the various goldmines and the mages, a lie was told to the people. In a public speech given by the Emperor himself, the mages were declared to have made an attempt on his life, in an attempt to sieze power and take the wealth of Glaewin for themselves. It had been planned far in advance, with regiments being trained specifically in the art of killing those with an affinity for magic. Near immediately after giving the speech, the various magic institutions in each city were stormed by both the local city watch, and regiments trained with the specific intention of killing mages. For a brief period, fighting erupted in the streets, albeit the mages were both outnumbered and outmaneuvered, having been caught completely unaware. Cut down by the hundreds, near the entire population of magically-gifted was wiped out within a week, regardless of age. The event is simply regarded to within Glaewin as 'The Purge'

Magic was outlawed in Glaewin, with any found to be practicing the 'corrupting' art to be sentenced to death, without trial. An official Inquisition was also set-up, with the goal to hunt down and eliminate any practicing magic, yet very rarely can sufficient proof be found to convict a suspect practitioner, and as such the Inquisition was granted the power to sentence any suspected of practicing magic to death, without the need for evidence or a trial. Despite this, several mages survived the onslaught, and took to the underground in an attempt to preserve what little they had left. Forming the 'Cult of Old', they swore to bring to light the true actions of the nobility, albeit they have found their efforts hampered largely by both the Inquisition, and 'Shadowmasters', the officialy non-existant secret police.

After opposition to the further exploitation of the resources the ruins could provide, further expedition continued unopposed and Glaewin has grown significantly in wealth, trading in goods from across the known land. It is still ruled by House Perea, albeit very few are still aware of the truth behind the Purge.

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Important Characters:

Royal Family

Emperor Lucifer Perea

Age: 62

Lucifer enjoys the benefits of being an Emperor, indulging in his life of opulence and luxury. Despite the love he has for his own standard of living, he is widely judged to be fair, and is liked by the commonfolk due to his many reforms which have led to the better treatment of the poorer classes, such as making executions illegal in all circumstances aside from murder, though this is often ignored by the local authority. His lineage can be followed back to the original settlers of Glaewin, when the Perea family became the first officially recognized authority.

He is generally a likeable figure, and whilst having a large obsession with gold, the commonfolk are generally willing to look past his extravagant lifestyle due to his genuine care for their condition and many reforms regarding their standard of life.

Lucifer also has a deep fascination by the history of the land, and the discovery of an ancient subterranean city within his borders has only inspired him further. He likes to picture himself as an adventurer, often insisting he be one of first to witness any discoveries, albeit most of the discoveries he takes a keen interest on relate to artifacts, or other ancient items that will ultimately prove to fetch a high price. Oddly, however, despite his love of the past, he has been a key figure in the advancement of Glaewin technology. He ensured that the government funded the efficient locomotive and zeppelin systems that span the entirety of the empire, fulfilling his dream of a 'connected empire'

Empress Rose Perea

Age: 41

Rose is in a loveless marriage, and she has no quarrel showing that. Her marriage was made by her father, an upstanding member of the nobility, with his motivations being purely political. Scandals of an affair with the Seneschal are often whispered amongst the nobility, albeit the Emperor either fails to notice, or simply doesn't care. She is renowned for her beauty and her vanity reflects that, only wearing clothing and jewelery of the highest quality, with little care for the hardships of the commoner. A trendsetter amongst the nobility, Rose is never out of fashion, seeing as she creates the fashion. The women of the realm envy her, from peasant to duchess.

She cares little for the politics of the realm, and is far more interested in entrapping men with her flirty attitude, viewing men as toys to pass by time. Whilst she generally detaches herself after having satisfied herself with a man, she has grown an attraction towards the Seneschal, Eammon. The two initially kept things quiet, albeit over time their affair has become common knowledge by the nobility. It is almost certain that the Emperor has at least heard of the rumour, albeit if he has, he has made no attempt to keep the two apart.

She is a proud racist, being repulsed by the 'disgusting' dwarves and halflings that inhabit Glaewin. The fact that the nobility of Glaewin are largely human or anoredhel is largely down to her complete lack of tolerance for dwarves and halflings. She has never given a specific reason for her loathing of them, albeit it can only be assumed it relates to their generally scruffy appearance, and less than gentlemanly attitude.

Heir Apparent Prince Errol Perea

Age: 21

The Heir to the Emprie of Glaewin, Errol is a charismatic young man with a warm demeanour surrounding him. Unlike his parents, he is regularly seen by the commonfolk and tends to be far less excessive in his spendings, opting for a far more moderate lifestyle. Despite being surrounded by members of the Delatore and Inquisition whenever he should venture into the city, he does so often and as such the commoners feel more of a connection to him, making him largely popular amongst them.

Like his father, he shares a love for adventure, though he takes it to the next level. His latest hobby has been venturing out into the unknown depths of the ancient subterannean city with a small party, much to the dismay of his father and mother. Whilst a large portion of the city is still undergoing excavation, there are seemingly endless tunnels yet to be explored. Aside from this, Errol often finds himself spending hours upon hours reading over the various tomes and maps recovered from the city, and he has made several discoveries already, namely a large gold mine that is hidden within the depths of the ancient city. This discovery led to a large excavation effort to locate the gold mine, and the excavation ultimately led to it's recent discovery, though it is not currently being mined at full efficiency.

Whilst Errol had shown a natural ability with a blade, his father ignored this and insisted on sending him to a well-respected academy of commerce.

Prince Flynn Perea

Age: 17

Flynn lives in the shadow of his elder brother, and is often forgotten due to his reclusive nature. Despite having his own connections and friends within the nobility, he is incredibly unremarkable and is thus payed little attention to. It is widely accepted that his brother, Errol, shall become the next Emperor and as such it is natural that he receive the greater amount of attention and care in order to prepare him for his later role in life, though this has in turn left Flynn without a specific purpose.

The citizens of Glaewin barely recognize him, and the nobility simply dismiss him believing him to hold no real power. However he is particularly close with his sister, Amber, with the two having grown especially close due to their similar situations in life.

Princess Caitlyn Perea

Age: 19

Caitlyn has certainly inherited her mothers looks, also being known for her beauty throughout the kingdom. Yet whilst the two may both be renowned for beauty, they could not have more clashing personalities. Caitlyn has grown to be anything but ladylike, fond of adventure and action. She cares little for the pursuit of men, and views her mothers attitude with men to be nothing short of whoreish, a point she has made crystal clear to her many times.

She often spends her time wandering the palace gardens, fantasising of a different life to the one she currently has. However, upon her 21st nameday, Errol has promised to take her to the ruins as a birthday present. That day cannot come soon enough.

Princess Alyssa Perea

Age: 15

The best way to describe Alyssa would be that she is a tamed version of her mother. She enjoys the company of others her age, especially boys, and is by all means of the word, a socialite, unlike her elder sister whom prefers to spend her time in quiet reflection and thought. Whilst not a racist as such, she 'understands' her mothers loathing of dwarves and halflings simply due to the fact she believes men should be gentlemanly and courteous, something dwarves and halflings are not particularly famed for.

Much like her mother, she often toys around with others her age and views love to be nothing more than an enjoyable game. She is not especially close with any of her brothers or sisters, albeit she has a focused hatred for Princess Amber, who she views to be an insult to not only her father, albeit the family as a whole.

Princess Amber Perea

Age: 14

Amber is a source of major controversy, not being the daughter of the Emperor. Whilst her true father is unknown, it can be assumed that she is an accident from one of the many affairs had by Rose.

Despite not being his own daughter, Lucifer decided to raise her as though she were his own instead of having her simply thrown onto the streets. She has grown to be come a gentle, curious girl and is often seen at her fathers side. Amber is taken in by the fantasies of chivalry, and all things inherently 'good'. She is shunned by her sister, Alyssa, and most other children of nobility for being considered 'illegitimate', albeit she is relatively close with her brother and sister, Prince Flynn and Princess Caitlyn, who are perhaps the only people she would consider to be her close friends. It is clear she is the child favored by Lucifer, despite not being one of his own, and he appreciates her inquisitive and naturally kind demeanour, qualities that he finds lacking in most of his other children.

Members Of The Court

Seneschal Eammon Torrhel

Age: 48

Eammon holds the position of Seneschal, which is widely considered the second most-powerful position within the Empire. As Seneschal, he speaks with the authority and will of the Emperor himself and often handles more trivial tasks that the Emperor need not bother himself with, as well as heading any council meetings the Emperor does not attend. In essence, the Seneschal is the right-hand of the Emperor and should the Emperor die with no heir, the Seneschal is expected to step-up to the position.

Eammon himself is a member of House Torrhel, one of the oldest and most prestigious houses within Glaewin, matched only by House Perea. He is known to be a workaholic, spending countless hours in his quarters sifting through the work that the Emperor cannot, or will not, bother himself to do. He is currently involved in a romantic affair with the Empress, and holds the Emperor in low regard.

Lord Marshal Durin Hammerheart

Durin is the ultimate authority of Glaewins armies, both land and sea. An honorable dwarf, he cares little for the intrigue of the realm and is a loyal supporter of the Emperor. He is known for his wise counsel and when he speaks, others listen. Oddly enough, whilst representing the interest of the military, Durin prefers war to be a last resort and often finds himself being the one to talk the other council-members out of a war.

Lord Of The Treasury Edgar Finch

A fickle and selfish man without empathy, Edgar cares for nothing other than the gold in his pocket. Despite his less than appealing personality, Edgar is an expert in ensuring Glaewin gets the best out of every deal it makes, after all, the more money Glaewin gets, the more money he gets.

He is considered the third most powerful man in Glaewin due to his control over the treasury and as such, his 'advice' is often acted upon.

Lady Overseer Faelwen

A shadowy figure with her words hidden behind riddles, the Lady Overseer is responsible for the Inquisition of Glaewin. She rarely speaks with her fellow members of the council, albeit she is granted the utmost attention when she does. Unbeknownst to the other members of the council, the Lady Overseer acts as the Emperors eyes and ears during the meetings he cannot attend, along with any talks behind closed doors she may be privy too.

Lord Baelin Hammerfall

Lord Baelin serves on the council as a representative of the dwarven populace of Glaewin. He is a fairly simple dwarf and is not the one to have hidden motives, he cares for the proper representation of his people and little else.

Lord Ellaror Silverleaf

Lord Ellaror has a seat on the council in order to represent the elven population within Glaewin. However, he has more than failed in his duties to do so. Taken in by the grandiose lifestyle of the nobility, he has simply ignored his duties in place of enjoying the benefits that come with being a member of the nobility within Glaewin. The members of the council are not elected, and as such the elven population has had no option but to simply accept their neglect within the courts of Glaewin, in the hopes Lord Ellaror will be replaced soon enough.

Heroes Of The Realm

Goldrim "Orcbane" Thickaxe

Grand Ser Haemish White

Age: 61

Haemish is revered throughout Glaewin as one of the greatest swordsmen to have ever lived within the nation. He is currently the 'Grand Ser' (Commander) of the Royal Guard assigned specifically to the protection of the Emperor and his family, rather than simply fighting on the battlefield.

Even in his old age he retains his prowess with a blade, however his son, Ser Robyn, is quickly beginning to upstage him and many believe Haemish will soon stand down from the position, thus paving the way for his son to become the successive Grand Ser.

Ser Robyn White

Age: 29

Ser Robyn is the son of one of the most famed swordsmen in Glaewin, Grand Ser Haemish. Robyn takes after his father, and is known for his chivalry and naturally warm demeanour. Yet he also has his fathers skill with a blade, and is expected to replace him as Grand Ser in the near future, when age finally catches up with his father.

It is rumored that Ser Robyn and Princess Caitlyn are involved in a romance.

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Traits

Traits:

National Traits: 4 Points
Size Matters
Monolithic
Arm Of The Empire
Delatores

Population Traits: 5 Points
Jackrabbits
Public Baths
Law and Order
Know Your Place!
The Peoples 'Entertainment'

Academic Traits: 10 Points
Schools
Magpie's Eye
Tradesmen Academy
Institute of Commerce
Agricultural Institute
Maps of Hidden Paths
Tome Of Monsters
Medicine
Mine Map
Inquisition

Military Basic Traits: 1 Point
Heavy Armour

Archery Traits: 1 Point1
Witch Hunters

Infantry Traits: 2 Points
Hold The Line
Swordsmans School

Cavalry Traits: 1 Point
Thunder Of Hooves

Navy Traits: 4 Points
Shipwrights
Master Shipwrights
Heavy Ships
Dragonships

Airborne Traits: 0 Points
N/A

Tradesman Traits: 5 Points
Master Stonemasons
Master Carpenters
Master Shipbuilders
Industrious
Bang For Your Buck

Merchant Traits: 18 Points
Silk Roads
Moneylenders
Longstanding Merit Of Trade
Gold Worshipers
Guildhouses
Deep Pockets and Long Arms
Super Caravans
Got Friends In High Places
Welcome Sight
Diplomatic Savants
Fast Travel
Trade Tongues
Angarak Gold
Exotic Goods
Grease a Couple of Palms
A Little Money Here and There
We Got What You Need!
Business Espionage

Magecraft Traits: 0 Points
Magic is outlawed within Glaewin

Monster Traits: 0 Points
N/A

Mechanist Traits: 9 Points
Steam Engines
Locomotives
Zeppelins
Pneumatic Systems
Electricity
Factories
Telescopes
Tinkering
War Engines

Custom Traits:

Mercantile
Glaewin is arguably the richest nation in the land, and is called home by some of the most skilled merchants. Seemingly born to trade, Glaewin has long placed an emphasis on the importance of trade and friendly relations. The merchants are famed for their silver tongue, and for their seemingly always fully-stocked caravans with near anything your heart could desire. Few would decline trade with such a nation.

Ruins
Ancient ruins of a long lost subterranean city lie in your borders. Whilst still largely under excavation, there are many secrets of an age long lost to be discovered in the seemingly endless halls and corridors. The ruin is also home to many rich gold mines and other deposits of gems, it is likely the city was the industrial center of a previous nation.

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Flaws

Flaws:
Haunted By The Past
Cult Of Gûl

Custom Flaw

Corruption
With so much coin in one nation, the people have grown to be more obsessive than any others with their unhealthy love of gold, and all things valuable. As such, corruption is rife, with the city watch often turning a blind eye and dockmasters allowing several illicit goods through the ports. Despite the best attempts of the Delatores and Inquisition, corruption has firmly rooted itself within the nation, and there is little it's people won't do for extra coin.

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Territory

Territory:
Capital City (30RP) Avarus
Large Coastal City (14, 30RP) Freeport
Large City (10, 30RP) Ravelstoke
Mountain Citadel (15, 40RP) Emperors Mount

Fortress (6, 30RP) Arcliff Keep

1x Mountain (5, 4RP)
20x Plains (40, 120RP)

3x River (6, 18RP)
1x Forest (2, 4RP)
1x Tundra (1, 2RP)

Total Points:
99

Total Regiment Points:
308

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Military

Army:

Total Units: 8'101

5 Royal Guard Infantry Of Men (30P)
5 Royal Guard Ranged Of Anoredhel (30P)

20 Regiments of Experienced Infantry Of Men (60P)
20 Regiments of Experienced Infantry of Surface Dwarves (60P)
10 Regiments of Experienced Ranged of Anoredhel (30P)

10 Regiments of Experienced Light Cavalry Of Anoredhel (40P)
10 Regiments of Experienced Light Cavalry Of Men (40P)

1 Regiment of Anoredhel Witch Hunters (5P)

1 Great War Engine (10P)

Command: 76 Points
Human Hero Of The Realm (6)
Human Hero Of The Realm (6)
Surface Dwarf Hero Of The Realm (6)
Anoredhel Hero Of The Realm (6)

Human Great General (5)
Human Great General (5)
Surface Dwarf Great General(5)
Anoredhel Great General (5)

Surface Dwarf High Lord (4)
Surface Dwarf High Lord (4)
Elven High Lord (4)
Human High Lord (4)

Human Lord (3)
Surface Dwarf Lord (3)
Anoredhel Lord (3)

Monsters:
N/A

Air Force: 76 Points
3 Heavy Zeppelins (75)

Navy:
10 Longships - 2,000 Gold
10 Galleas - 1,200 Gold
5 Decareme - 500 Gold
3 Octareme - 240 Gold
Total Gold Used; 3'940 Gold

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Miscellaneous

Exotic Good; Amaridia

Amaridia

• Largely a cosmetic and decorative item


• Can be refined into several different sizes, for different cosmetic uses (Jewels, decoration of armor/weaponry, clothing etc..)


• Relatively weak, and makes for poor use in weaponry or armor, aside from as a decoration


• Very rare gem, with the only known source being in the ruins


• Lacks any magical properties

Exotic Good; Esmeridia

Esmeridia

• Found in larger quantities


• Requires much more refinement before being ready for use


• Much smaller in size, and is more suited to jewels such as necklaces, amulets or bracelets.


• Once again, relatively weak and would make for poor use in weaponry or armour


• Very rare, with it's only known source also being the ruins


• Lacks magical properties

Fantasy Nations 2: A New Age (Kadaeux's Trait System)

Very interested in this!
Its quite late, although I've sorted out my traits/flaws and provinces. I've opted for a merchantile nation, and I shall post the sheet up tomorrow

A Town Called Justice (OOC)

Collab between Maxxorlord & Sheffield (Santiago & Edwin)

Even though he’d only been in town for a few days, Santiago had already become familiar with the noises that filled the airways in Justice, California. There were gunshots in the distance, as well as the blare of sirens that was steadily getting quieter as the unsuspecting Columbian walked down the sidewalk. Moreno glanced up at the greying sky of that morning, pulling his brown jacket closer against his own body to block out the cold. The man’s dark eyes darted up and down the street as he caught sight of his destination. An old beat up diner, who’s neon sign was only partially working. The man began to move with a bit more purpose about him as he pushed the double doors to the diner open.

The diner wasn’t much more impressive on the inside. There were barely a handful of people in the place, and most of them worked there. Santiago strode up to the cash register, a small grin on his lips as he anticipated the meeting to come. The girl behind the register grabbed a pair of menus and escorted him over to a booth in the corner that was well out of earshot of any of the other customers. Santiago slid into the booth and ordered himself a coffee. After a few minutes of sitting in the booth, he relaxed and slumped his shoulders a bit, peeling the brown jacket off his body and setting it with his ball cap. Perhaps dressing down for this particular meeting was a bad idea.. Santiago thought to himself, even though it was well out of his hands now.

Now all Moreno could do was wait for his client to arrive. In the mean time, he began to speculate. The man who had contacted him and set up this little meeting hadn’t given him much information, but what he had said had gotten Santiago a bit excited, which wasn’t normal. The job he was being offered was one that was going to pay well.

“Driving for hours, and this is the place you choose to meet him? Great..”

Edwin couldn’t help but stifle a laugh at the comment from his right-hand, Agent Inning. The rest of the team had already proceeded to the small office-space that had been rented to serve as a HQ of sorts, however Edwin wanted to get this out of the way and set his plans in motion as quickly as possible. The two sat in the SUV, staring blankly at the run-down diner, the faint sound of gunshots and sirens already having been heard in the distance,
“Welcome to Justice.”

The two shared a laugh once more, before exiting the SUV which stood distinctly out amongst the other worn down vehicles, that likely hadn’t seen a garage since their production.There was a distinct grandiose demeanor around the two as they walked into the diner, proudly flaunting their wealth to the clearly impoverished regulars of the diner, through their finely-tailored suits and other designer accessories. They remained standing at the entrance for a short while, as they surveyed the diner for the columbian, before walking with a great pomposity towards him. Taking a seat directly across from Santiago, they ushered the girl with a menu away with a wave of the hand,
“Aha! My young columbian prodigy, I’m glad we could meet in person at such short notice. I must admit, you look exactly as I had guessed.” Edwin rested his arms on the table separating the two, removing his shades and sliding them onto the collar of his shirt,

“Now, let’s get straight to business, hm? I’m an awfully busy man. So. The Jagielskis. Typical scumbags making a living through drugs, crime and most importantly for me, illegal arms. I need you to get involved with these scumbags, and I need you to get deep. You already look the part, so that’s a start. Now I don’t particularly give a shit about if they have drugs, that’s the DEAs deal, and I ain’t DEA. I care about the guns, and the murders committed with guns. I’m going to assume they aren’t using registered guns with serial numbers, nor will they be using legit bullets. Had they done so, if the local police had half a brain they’d have likely traced the gun-crime back to the family. Now, I need you to get me proof of their guns, illicit deals and murder. Along with any other criminal shit you can get, anything extra to get them on will do well in a court.”

Edwin loosened his shoulders, reclining back into the chair as he reached into his pocket, removing a small, black phone that resembled a brick, and proceeded to casually place it on the table, before sliding it across to Santiago.
“This phone is going to be your main tool. It’s got an inbuilt tracker, so we’ll know where you are, doesn’t matter if you’re at a whore-house, or Jagielski HQ. You’ll use this phone to record any conversations that directly relate to acts of crime, or mention past crimes. Get photos of crimes committed by the family, their guns, and most importantly, get me locations. You’ve got two speed dials on the thing. The first speed dial phones us, and you only do that if you’ve got something bloody important to say. The second also phones us, yet that will go to an automated response and will log your current location, so it’s vital that you only use the second speed dial when you’re at any local Jagielski HQ, warehouses or anything of the sorts.You know, spots of importance, use your initiative. We’ll be phoning you every once and a while to check in, and make sure you haven’t changed sides. Believe me, if you stick with us and see this through, we’ll make you rich. You screw us, and I swear you won’t see daylight for the rest of your very, very long life. Or even better, you won't see anything at all, you’ll be ten-feet under. Too late to back out now anyway. We won’t be paying you upfront, so dont even ask. As soon as you get involved with the Jagielskis, we’ll set aside funds monthly for you, and pay you each month until the deal is closed. Five grand a month, in cash. Now believe me, it took a lot to get the agency to fork out the funds for that, so I expect top quality information, or the cash stops. You’re in bed with the ATF now, and you have the chance to reap the rewards that come along with that.”

Edwin reclined back into the chair once more, a smirk crossing his face as he hailed over the girl, ordering a black coffee.

Santiago recognized the two men as his clients the second he spotted them walk into the diner. No wealthy man would ever walk into a place like this, even just to use the bathroom. Monero couldn’t help but think that their pompous attitude and expensive clothing would attract far too much attention. He wouldn’t dare say anything to them, however. They were going to be paying him so much he’d sooner lick their shoes clean before insulting them.

When one of the wealthy men spoke and greeted Santiago, he put on a warm smile.”Hello.” Santiago greeted them, his accent rather evident. He was about to offer a hand to the man, but his client seemed to be a man of business. That was something Santiago could respect. Santiago leaned slightly forward as the man began to brief him on the job at hand, paying close attention to his every word and mannerism. Santiago was sure that the man had insulted his appearance once or twice within his little speech, but that was of no concern to Santiago. At least not yet. The young Colombian furrowed his brow as he considered the depth of the operation he was going to have to get involved in. The Jagielski’s were the biggest syndicate in town at this time, and as such they were the worst kind of people to cross. If he were to be discovered, his life would most assuredly be over.

Moreno’s eyes darted down towards the old look phone as it slid over towards him. He picked the device up and began to examine it as he listened to the agent speak. Santiago glanced up at the AFT agent as he mentioned the amount he’d be paid. Moreno began to weigh the advantages and disadvantages of dragging this operation out. He would get more money, sure, but the longer Santiago stuck around the more time the Jagielski family had to figure out he was working both sides. He finally settled that he would just do his job for as long as it took.

The Colombian placed the phone into his back pocket, looking at the wealthy man across from him.”I’ll do it, but I’ve got a few questions.” Santiago said, losing his smile from earlier.”Will you and your colleagues come to my aid if I am discovered? And how can I be sure that I will not be prosecuted as well when I help you bring the Jagielski family down?” Santiago voiced his concerns to the ATF agents before him.

Edwin gulped down some of the black coffee that had recently arrived at the table, listening to the questions from Moreno, before being handed a blue folder with the ATF badge clearly visible on the front by the agent sat next to him. Smacking the folder down onto the table, he flicked it open, taking a pen out of his pocket and placing it onto the page shown and then pushing the folder across to Moreno,
“This should ease your worry. That document gives you immunity from all crimes so long as you provide evidence to lock the Jagielski Syndicate away. In other words, gives you free reign to do bad shit so that you fit in with the scumbags surrounding you. As for your protection, this document places you in ATF protection as an asset. If you get discovered, then you call the first speed dial, explain the situation, and we can have an ATF team in to retrieve you within an hour or so. Until the armed team reaches you, I’ll have my agents bring you to the local police station. You’ll be safe there.
I’ll need you to sign that document, however. You wont need to appear in court. The document merely recognises this as being a legitimate deal, and that any evidence exchanged can be properly used in a court, amongst granting you immunity and protection.”

Santiago looked down at the document that was slid across the table. He picked up the pen, skimming over the document to check its legitimacy. After he was satisfied, Santiago signed his name on the line at the bottom of the document. The man’s words had calmed Santiago’s fear that they would abandon him if the job went southward.”I’ve got one more question. Do you have any idea how I could contact the Jagielski’s? I’m not exactly involved in Justice’s underground right now, so I’ve no idea how I could get employed over there.” Santiago took a deep breath. This whole situation was extremely dangerous. Perhaps the most dangerous thing he’d done since he joined The Circuit. There way no backing out of this one, though. He was in too deep.

Edwin had been expecting that question, having known Moreno was a new arrival to Justice, much like himself in some respects.
“I’ve got another meeting set up. I may be able to get somebody already on the inside, and if so, they’ll be able to get you in. I’ll be sure to check in with the local PD, find out who they know is ‘in’ with the gang, and then relay that information to you.
Until such a time, I can only advise you use your initiative. With the experience and skillset you have, I’m certain the gang would find a use for you, should you make your presence known. The gang are more prevalent in the docks, actually. I’d suggest starting there, as you’re likely to find small-time members of the gang there. Make yourself known in that area, prove your worth. These guys are the typical animalistic scumbags you’d expect. You prove your strength, and you’ll no doubt be in.”

Edwin reached over the table, picking up the folder and the pen as he rose from the seat with the other agent.
“Use your initiative, hell, we ain’t paying you that much for nothing, ‘eh.”
With that, Edwin reached to his collar as he donned his shades, holding the folder under his armpit and giving the columbian a final nod, making his exit from the diner.

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10/10 for Swag, Dizzy

Why does every one of these things look so shocked?!

A Town Called Justice (OOC)

Wooh!

Saturday approaches. Gosh, I'm going to be busy furiously typing away at my keyboard with the amount of ideas I've got lined up within the first few posts. I look forward to it!

Star Wars: An Army of Scum and Villainy

Glad to see this RP is back!

I've posted the copy of my sheet, and I'll get about fixing the formatting.

Star Wars: An Army of Scum and Villainy [Sheets]

Name: Elroy Thalas
Species: Human
Age: 61
Planet of Origin/Birth: Talus
Force Sensitive Y/N: Yes

Appearance:



Skills/Abilities:

- Lightsaber Combat - Form VI (Niman)
- Has grown to be proficient with a blaster in order to adapt to his new way of life
- Known for his silver tongue, and ability to defuse near-any situation.
- Used to be proficient in the uses of the Force, having trained in Control, Sense and Alteration. He has not used the force for a considerable amount of time, however.[/list]

Equipment:

- An old, worn Lightsaber (Green) - Adapted during his time on Tengaru
- Ragged, common robes in order to remain incognito during his stays at various canteens
- Utility belt containing a Hush-98 Commlink and an A99 Aquata Breather. The rest of the equipment was lost or damaged during his travels

Personality:

There is no emotion, there is peace.
There is no ignorance, there is knowledge.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
There is no chaos, there is harmony.
There is no death, there is the Force.

A silent, observing man, he is a shadow of his former self. Where he once spent his days traveling the known galaxy representing the Jedi Order, he now spends his days in a quiet corner of a cantina. His days are filled with quiet reflection, appearing almost inanimate amongst the chaos often found in cantinas. His purpose in the universe fell along with his order, his sense of duty perished along with his fellow Jedi. He feels as though his survival through the purge was simply a cruel trick, a joke. The force, in his eyes at least, abandoned his order in favor of the dark and thus he has resolved to no longer use the force. Thalas believes himself to be nothing short of a failure, discarding his robes and perhaps, despite his resolute claims the force abandoned him, he perhaps simply feels as though he is no longer worthy to be a Jedi.

He has grown to be cynical, and trusts nobody. Trust, he feels, led to the fall of the Jedi Order. Nobody had ever thought to place the Chancellor under scrutiny until it was too late, and he never intends to let such a mistake befall him. Whilst he previously followed the Jedi Code to the letter, a thirst for revenge has slowly grown inside him over the many years he has spent in exile, though he has thus far chosen not to act on his desire for revenge. Not only that, albeit since the purge, Thalas has failed to uphold his code of public service, another fact that slowly gnaws away at him as his defeatist attitude only continues to grow. If nothing else; he is ashamed of what befell his order and how none of the Jedi, the so-called protectors of civilization, had managed to recognize the enormity of the threat that many of them saw every week.

Despite this, Thalas remains a humble man with a great amount of knowledge, owed to his many studies as a Jedi Consular. When he speaks, he is soft-spoken with his words flowing naturally and smoothly. He never seems to raise his voice, nor does he let his anger consume him in fits of rage. His movements coincide with his speech, moving swiftly and elegantly.

History:

"For over a thousand generations, the Jedi Knights were the guardians of peace and justice in the Old Republic."
-Obi-Wan Kenobi

Born on Talus, Elroy lived with his father after his mother died during childbirth. He was raised in one of the major cities in Talus, Nashal, with his father being a local customs officer for the city. Talus was no stranger to Jedi visitors, and after a short conversation between Elroy and a Jedi regarding several unusual 'talents' he had, the relatively easy task of taking a sample of his blood was carried out by the Jedi. His high midi-chlorian count was immediately detected, and after various discussions with his father and the Jedi Order, he was ultimately whisked away to the Jedi Temple at Coruscant.

His training began as a Jedi Initiate (Youngling) and he was separated into the Sunrunner Clan with roughly twelve other initiates. He and his fellow initiates were spared no time in adjusting to Jedi life, and were simply expected to do so throughout their training exercises. Thalas had always preferred the morning classes, as they consisted of force studies, meditation and the study of various cultures and historic texts. It was in such areas that he had shown an aptitude. That is not to say he was unskilled in the physical exercises, quite the opposite. The Jedi Order had placed more of a focus on physical physique and combat skills, more so than in the days of the Old Republic. The initiates were expected to know the layout of the temple by heart, something Thalas could still describe with ease even years after it's destruction. More than anything else, his time as a young initiate was more arduous and trivial, with this being a prelude to the true challenges that awaited the initiates. During this time, Thalas was taught the concept of force control, which was a perquisite to learning other areas of the force. Whilst most of the specifics of his time as an initiate is a faded memory, the lessons learned were perhaps the most important during the entirety of his time in the Jedi Order, as they ultimately shaped his pathway to becoming a Jedi Consular.

After learning the Jedi Code, Three Pillars and progressing through the six-levels of Lightsaber combat, Thalas took his Initiate Trials. He passed the three trials with relative ease, as a majority of the trials were based on tasks of remembrance, such as the orders history and the Jedi Code. The true challenge came at the annual apprentice tournament, the main opportunity for the newly-passed initiates to prove their worth, and garner the interest of a Jedi Master or Knight, whom would ultimately become their master. It was not an event Thalas had been particularly looking forward too, seeing as he had shown a much greater skill in a very different area of expertise. Ultimately being defeated in the fifth, of the eight rounds, he successfully gained the attention of a Jedi Consular, known by Thalas as Master Thwain. Much like himself, Thwain was a scholarly man and spent his time performing tasks given to him from the Council of Reconciliation.

There were no great tales of adventure from the pair, with his time as a Padawan being somewhat uneventful. Despite this, Thalas continued to flourish under the teachings of Thwain and whilst most may consider his activities boring, Thalas cared little for the grand exploits of the various Jedi Knights and Guardians, seeing value in the work of the Consulars and Librarians whom both kept the archives in good order, whilst also exploring the various and seemingly unending sectors of the Universe, uncovering it's many secrets and teachings. Most of all, however, Thalas viewed the preservation of the orders values, goals and history to be of the utmost importance, for without it the order would surely lose its way. Knowledge is power, as the saying goes. Aside from the study of ancient texts and the history of the order, Thalas also continued to be taught how to wield a lightsaber and hold his own in combat. He, like his master, preferred the route of nimble footwork and efficient movements rather than the forms which preferred a strong physique and devastating blows. Thalas was naturally drawn to the Niman form, albeit he also received training in both Shii Cho and Soresu.

After several years together, Thalas was recommended for his Jedi Trials. He ultimately passed the five trials that awaited him, and was subsequently appointed as a Jedi Knight of the order, although he quickly branched off and became a Jedi Consular under the Council of Reconciliation. Unlike his master, Thalas was far more fond of travel and thus was often sent on tasks of diplomacy, especially during the Clone Wars. His patience and wisdom, matched with his calming and soft tone had often had provided useful during negotiations. It is likely, that had the purge not have taken place, he would have ultimately been granted a place upon the Council of Reconciliation as he gradually earned more respect within the order, owed to his many successful diplomatic missions and gentle nature. However, shortly before the issue of order 66, Thalas traveled to the planet of Presbalin, located in the Gordian Reach sector of the Outer Rim. The planet had several, at the time, small human colonies. Yet the reason Thalas was drawn to the planet was due to the discovery of several unique, long-abandoned cities with a strange alien structure never before seen in the Universe. He could not pass up the chance to become the first to study the cities.

Thalas remained out of contact with the Council of Reconciliation, and Jedi Order in general for the duration of his study, yet he was however forced to cut his study short when one of his routine meditations filled him with a feeling he had never experienced before. One of emptiness and loss. Upon entering his Jedi Starfighter (Which had been slightly modified for long-range exploration) he received a coded transmission from Chancellor Palpatine, instructing all Jedi to return to the Jedi Temple on Coruscant, stating that the war was now over and they were to await further instructions at the temple. This, coupled with his earlier distressing meditation, only continued to cause him to doubt the truth behind the chancellors words. Thalas naturally resolved to contact the temple itself, albeit all attempts were met with an eerie silence, never before heard. Rather than travel immediately back to Coruscant, Thalas decided to wait on the most populous colony of Presbalin which had access to intergalactic news and other means of communication. It wasn't long until the news of the reformed 'Galactic Empire' arrived at the colony, along with the revelations that the Jedi had betrayed the republic in a grab for power. Knowing that the Empire would soon learn of his expedition to Presablin, if he hadn't already been reported by the local colonists, he immediately abandoned both his robes and starfighter, taking a standard cargo transport to Tengaru in the Outer Rim. He knew that to continue the duties as a Jedi would only result in his death, and little would be achieved.

It took time for the scale of the purge to sink in, with every meditation only growing darker and darker as the evils within the newly-founded Galactic Empire continued to flourish under the guise of liberty. As a result, he abandoned both his meditation and the force, believing the force to have abandoned his order in favor of the dark. Since his arrival on Tengaru, he has spent his days in quiet reflection of the past, often finding a secluded table in one of the cantinas to settle in. Yet whilst he attempts to evade attention, his extreme isolation has only led to the spreading of rumors regarding him and Thalas knows it's only a matter of time before somebody comes looking...

Relationships and Acquaintances: No current associates or contacts

A Town Called Justice (OOC)

Katelyn said
I love that IC we're going to have Lauren and Edwin literally standing toe to toe growling at each other, I just want to make sure that from an outside (planning) perspective you understand that the cops involved are going to do their job as if you're not there, assuming that you can assist or become part of what is cleaned up. I think we're on the same page. It was your "if we need backup" that caused my temperature to rise. Welcome to Justice, baby.

Yep, I completely understand! My wording was a bit off, I'll admit that. I too believe we're on the same page, and look forward to the many dramas that may unfold :)