Gah! Stop distracting me with glorious roleplaying potential whilst I'm trying to write about divaricating plants and moas!
Also, some of you guys used terms associated with OUR world and the actual Roman Empire as opposed to Centurum, like Italy, Britain, Rome, Pompeii and Celts. It's a bit jarring.
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I'm making up a war-dance, haka-style.
Name: Tane Cacahau Anoaru (Taah-Ney Ka-ka-HOW Ah-no-ah-ru) - Big Man Whose Laugh Is Thunder Of Anoa.
Appearance:
He stands at 7'1", and is covered in tattoos.
Age: 27
Preferred Gladiator Form: Loriarium
Bio:
Born on Anoa Island in the Kapuiri island chain in the great western ocean, Tane was the son of the Chief-of-Warriors Raumhe under Grand Chief Hemipaura. Even from birth, he was huge, and as he reached his eighteenth year, he towered over even the naturally tall people of the island chain, giving him his first name. From youth he had been boisterous and jovial - quick to start a fight, but slow to truly anger - and a connoisseur of life's pleasures such as food, games, alcohol and women, his roars of happiness and his great booming laugh giving him his second name. He was also a great warrior, although he relied more on brute strength, size and intimidation than on any real skill. His weapon was a great warclub, a great oarlike bludgeon edged with chunks of sharp rock, obsidian and shark teeth, and he loved it more than life itself. With his warclub at his side, he proved his worth as a warrior against the tribesmen of the other islands in many a battle, eventually rising to the position of Chief-of-Warriors when his father died. With his great size, strength and noteworthy position, his confidence grew to the point of foolhardiness, and it is almost impossible to intimidate him.
Then, the legions came to his shores. Again and again, he and his warriors fell upon the soldiers of the empire, driving them back with their brute strength and joyous ferocity. But one day, as they celebrated another glorious battle and feasted, drank and whored, spies of the legion slipped into their fortified town and let in the soldiers. Too drunk or tired to fight, the warriors were clapped in irons and sent to work in mines or die in arenas or as curiosities. One of the centurions, however, recognised Tane for his great size, bought him as a slave and sent him to the ludus of Dominus Canis Borell, most likely hoping to win some money.
For all that he has been through, slavery has not dulled his spirits. Tane took to learning what Centurum he could, so that he could joke and laugh with his new owners and with his fellow slaves as he could with his countrymen - despite obvious flaws in this idea. Although he misses the baser things in life, the soldiers have told him that those who succeed in the ludus are often rewarded with food and drink and all the whores that you can eat, a thought that keeps him going no matter what.
Appearance:
He stands at 7'1", and is covered in tattoos.
Age: 27
Preferred Gladiator Form: Loriarium
Bio:
Born on Anoa Island in the Kapuiri island chain in the great western ocean, Tane was the son of the Chief-of-Warriors Raumhe under Grand Chief Hemipaura. Even from birth, he was huge, and as he reached his eighteenth year, he towered over even the naturally tall people of the island chain, giving him his first name. From youth he had been boisterous and jovial - quick to start a fight, but slow to truly anger - and a connoisseur of life's pleasures such as food, games, alcohol and women, his roars of happiness and his great booming laugh giving him his second name. He was also a great warrior, although he relied more on brute strength, size and intimidation than on any real skill. His weapon was a great warclub, a great oarlike bludgeon edged with chunks of sharp rock, obsidian and shark teeth, and he loved it more than life itself. With his warclub at his side, he proved his worth as a warrior against the tribesmen of the other islands in many a battle, eventually rising to the position of Chief-of-Warriors when his father died. With his great size, strength and noteworthy position, his confidence grew to the point of foolhardiness, and it is almost impossible to intimidate him.
Then, the legions came to his shores. Again and again, he and his warriors fell upon the soldiers of the empire, driving them back with their brute strength and joyous ferocity. But one day, as they celebrated another glorious battle and feasted, drank and whored, spies of the legion slipped into their fortified town and let in the soldiers. Too drunk or tired to fight, the warriors were clapped in irons and sent to work in mines or die in arenas or as curiosities. One of the centurions, however, recognised Tane for his great size, bought him as a slave and sent him to the ludus of Dominus Canis Borell, most likely hoping to win some money.
For all that he has been through, slavery has not dulled his spirits. Tane took to learning what Centurum he could, so that he could joke and laugh with his new owners and with his fellow slaves as he could with his countrymen - despite obvious flaws in this idea. Although he misses the baser things in life, the soldiers have told him that those who succeed in the ludus are often rewarded with food and drink and all the whores that you can eat, a thought that keeps him going no matter what.
It was a streaming joke. Although it also makes me want to go to the bog.
Could we get the accepted characters listed in the OP, please?
Something more to add to my 'To watch' list.
We can always worldbuild later. Remember how that fantasy setting ended up?
Could you link to the accepted CS's in the OP, please?
Amalvi said
Don't be so hasty dude. I would personally say that the character is very very shallow, it could really have more added to the personality and skill sections
Yeah, I have to agree with Amalvi here. Cunning and charming ain't much for me to work with.
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Swimmer body.
Name: Rian Kahui
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Power(s): Fish Mimicry - the ability to transform parts of his body to mimic the attributes of any species of fish, for example gills, bioluminescent organs like an anglerfish, shark teeth, etcetera.
Limits/Weaknesses: The larger or more powerful a transformation, the more energy it requires for him to maintain. He can only maintain large transformations for a few seconds.
Equipment:
Personality: Cocky, self-assured
History: Suffered from depression at one point in his life, wants to be an olympic swimmer
Other:
Appearance:
Swimmer body.
Name: Rian Kahui
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Power(s): Fish Mimicry - the ability to transform parts of his body to mimic the attributes of any species of fish, for example gills, bioluminescent organs like an anglerfish, shark teeth, etcetera.
Limits/Weaknesses: The larger or more powerful a transformation, the more energy it requires for him to maintain. He can only maintain large transformations for a few seconds.
Equipment:
Personality: Cocky, self-assured
History: Suffered from depression at one point in his life, wants to be an olympic swimmer
Other:
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