Tae

Ossvien

Hopefully this is sufficient for now. Wanted to just get this up so I stop holding up the works.

The Grumpy Dwarf

Barik Stormhearth

Barik ⋆ 47 ⋆ Male ⋆ Dwarf

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Appearance

Height: 4'11"

Weight: 160 lbs

Hair Color: Brown

Eye Color: Hazel

Skin Tone: Tan

Brief Clothes Description:
He wears the standard uniform of the Glasstonian Navy appropriately sized for a dwarf. The blue jacket remains forever unfastened over top of the white cotton shirt beneath while his bottom half is covered with the appropriate blue breeches. On his feet he wears a pair of simple black shoes.

Stubborn ⋆ Grumpy ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Rough Around the Edges

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Gunpowder
⋆Drinking
⋆Breaking pirates

Dislikes:

⋆Pirates
⋆Treachery
⋆cowardice

Fears:

⋆Drowning
⋆Bringing dishonor upon himself
⋆Losing his beard

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Personality:

Treatment towards others.

⋆ Behavior towards others is: Extroverted. He'll tell you exactly how he feels.
⋆ Where on the spectrum of selfish to selfless: Selfless. He genuinely cares for his ship and its crew.
⋆ Where on the spectrum of kind to mean: A little of both. He's rough around the edges, but he means well.
⋆ Lengths you will go to save or protect others versus yourself: He will go to extreme lengths to protect those he cares about.

Reaction in Situations

⋆ Ill-tempered or calm: I'll-tempered. Do not get on his nerves. Just don't.
⋆ Patient or impatient: Depends on what it is, but if he gives an order it better get done right now.
⋆ Brave or Cowardly: Brave. He's not afraid of a few smelly pirates.
⋆ Anxiety hold you back? Do you get nervous?: Of course not. He's a proud and mighty dwarf.
⋆ Reaction speeds to situations: Quick and concise. One of the benefits of years of experience at sea.

What's in the Brain.

⋆ Intelligence level: He has never received a formal education. Everything he knows was learned through experience.
⋆ Charisma level: His people skills are lacking. He is straightforward and blunt. He sees no need for pleasantries.
⋆ Sense of humor or no sense of humor?: It's there for sure. It's just a bit more noticeable after a few beers.
⋆ If you're insane, please say so here: Nope. Totally sane in the brain.
⋆ Energy levels: He's a slow burner. He has high endurance that allows him to perform arduous tasks for extended periods of time, but he's not one to expend all of his energy at once.

Humble ⋆ Difficult ⋆ Vengeful

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Background

Occupation: First Mate

Which ship are you on? Avalon Avenger

Living Immediate Family Members:
Helda Stormhearth(mother): Whereabouts unknown.

Dead Immediate Family Members:
Brabas Stormheath(father): Killed by pirates.

Current and Past Lover(s):
Had the occasional bit of fun in his younger years, but never had time for anything serious.

History:
If you are lazy, list key events in their life or you may elect to be a mysterious character and reveal IC throughout the roleplay.

Strong ⋆ Tough ⋆ Short

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Physical strength
⋆Tough
⋆Experienced and trained combatant

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Shorter size, shorter reach
⋆Not as spry as he used to be
⋆Not very good at swimming

@Skwint

He looks great! Definitely accepted!

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: Bowyn’s camp
Interactions: @Helo-Bowyn

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Torvi listened as Bowyn spoke, taking in all he was saying, some of which made her a little angry. She remained quiet, however, as she thought things over. It was unfair that she was brought into this world without her wanting it and now she was likely to die for it. Life wasn’t fair though, she knew that all too well. Life had never been fair for her, but she always eventually tried to find the positive in things.

It was the statement about humans having magic that caused her to laugh. ”Magic? I am no seeress, I have no magic.” She stated with a shake of her head. Obviously these elves who seemed to bring her here weren’t aware that most humans didn’t possess magic. It made her just that much more angry at them. They brought her here and caused her sister’s death along with her own for absolutely no reason. She could sympathize with them a bit, however. It sounded like they were only trying to protect their home from a tyrant. From someone so perverse they dared to try and bring back those that were long gone. That was a cruel atrocity that no one should have the power over.

They made it to his camp and she glanced around it for a moment. It was quaint, provided the essentials, one couldn’t ask for more than that. ”I would never expect you or anyone else to risk their life for me. So thank you for doing what you are at least.” She told him as she gave him a small smile. She was really grateful for it. ”It sounds like there are some similarities to our worlds. Both always under the threat of something it seems. The elves may be fools for what they did, but hope isn’t a bad thing. Without hope nothing will ever change.” She said with a sigh as she turned her gaze out into the forest for a long moment. Her hand idly began fiddling with her sisters necklace.

”Before I came here my village was attacked. We had been starving and so the men had left to find us food. While they were gone another raiding party came to our village. We had the choice to either do nothing, have many die or be stolen away as slaves and our village destroyed, or we could fight for our home and possibly win.” Torvi then turned her gaze back to Bowyn, still holding on to the charm. ”We chose to fight. Many died, I even lost my sister after we were sucked into the portal, but I wouldn’t change the decision we made. Because either way people were bound to die, but at least that way we were fighting for our home and even if we lost the outcome would have been the same if we didn’t fight. So I can sympathize with those that are trying to fight for a change.” She finished, not entirely agreeing with the elves method of fighting. She understood it, however, and yet she understood Bowyn not wanting to fight. Everyone had to make a decision like that at some point in their lives.

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Time: Morning
Location: The hut in the forest
Interactions:@FunnyGuy-Umber @Eviledd1984-O’Ner @Legion02-Xenelith

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Azriel had heard Xenelith and his beasts arrive, but her attention was focused on the waters edge. She slowly moved closer to it as she took notice of footprints. She followed the tracks with her eyes until they disappeared and she stared. She felt perhaps someone was peering back at her and she grinned sadistically at the potential onlooker. Before she could do anything, however, Umber’s voice caught her attention. ”If it were up to me I would have let you have some fun with this human. He would have been fun to torture by maybe slowly crushing his armor in on himself.” She told her friend as she patted the decapitated head at her side.

She was about to respond to his next statement when she noticed he went on alert. Her attention also turned to whatever was approaching. She sniffed a couple times, trying to scent the approaching company. Her sense of smell wasn’t as acute as some of the other Demi-Humans, but she could smell more than the average person. This scent was similar to the dead human attached to her belt. ”It smells like Human and….death…” She stated curiously.

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Time: Morning
Location: The stupid wet cave
Interaction:@Alivefalling-Kyran @princess-Risa @MissCapnCrunch-Dionaea

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”Thanks! I think I might be kind of getting the hang of this.” Elsea said happily, the last bit only a little bit of a lie. Some of her previous anger was beginning to fade, especially as she began to take notice of the crystals around them. ”Oh wow…” She said in awe as she totally ignored Kyran leaving to check things out.

She kept the fire going and enjoyed the light show until Kyran got back. At his words, she turned to look at him in abrupt shock and fear. He had seemed so confident...was he overestimating his powers or are these people chasing us truly that frightening? She silently thought to herself as her fear seemed to cause the fire to die a bit. She had to turn her focus back to keeping it alive as she quickly followed Kyran, hoping they would find a way out.

Ossvien

Sweet, Pretty Kitty

Katurah Whitethorn ⋆ 20 ⋆ Female ⋆ Demi-Human

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Appearance

Height:

5’0, but 5’4 if you count her ears

Weight:

105 lbs

Hair Color:

Dark brown almost black

Eye Color:

Gold

Skin Tone:

Soft chestnut skin

Brief Clothes Description:

She wears most often clothes similar to her photo, much of her skin showing as she enjoys the feel of the warm sun on her skin. Where she comes from in Aelvale it isn’t entirely uncommon for clothing to be revealing, though some would say she takes it a bit far sometimes. She just thinks people should be comfortable in their own skin. If it gets cold, however, she will put on some more clothes in order to keep warm. She also doesn’t tend to wear shoes, liking feeling things with her bare feet. Weapon wise she doesn’t have much more than her claws, teeth, and a couple kitchen knives she stole from her parents tavern before she left.

Innocent ⋆ Daydreamer ⋆ Boisterous ⋆ Gullible

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Sunshine
⋆Pirates, or the idea of them
⋆Sweets
⋆Milk
⋆Snuggles
⋆Dancing
⋆Heights
⋆Naps
⋆Playing her violin

Dislikes:

⋆Loud, unexpected noises
⋆Cold weather
⋆Being disturbed while sleeping
⋆Being yelled at
⋆Disappointing others

Fears:

⋆Death
⋆Not being cut out for the pirate life
⋆Drowning

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Personality:

Katurah is very extroverted, loving to socialize with anyone she comes in contact with. After working in a tavern all her life, it's only natural that she is good at talking to people and she truly loves it. She is a very selfless person, always wanting to help out anywhere she can. On occasions she can be selfish, however, like running away to join a pirate ship and follow her dreams. She is overly kind, there may not be a mean bone in her body. If she wants to survive on a ship, however, she may soon find that she needs to change that. When it comes down to it she thinks she will do anything to protect others, but she’s never been faced with a situation to really know. Chances are she’s going to freeze and not know how to protect others or even herself.

She isn’t entirely ill-tempered, but people wouldn’t quite describe her as calm either. She can be rather impatient, hating having to wait for things to happen. She pretends that she’s brave, but in all actuality she is a coward. She will run from a fight any day mostly because she can’t fight. She easily becomes flustered and nervous. She surprisingly has a rather quick reaction speed, even if that reaction speed results in her running.

She is a naive little girl so she isn’t entirely intelligent, but she isn’t exactly an idiot either. She just lack experience. She’s rather charming in the sense that she likes to befriend everyone. She’s not a manipulative person, however. She’s got a great sense of humor and enjoys making others laugh. She is completely sane, though she is rather gullible. Her energy levels border on hyper and tend to be a little much for most people.

Sheltered ⋆ Cheery ⋆ Lighthearted

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Background

Occupation

Musician

Which ship are you on?

Mermaid's Fortune

Living Immediate Family Members:

Ibrahim Whitethorn || Father
WIP

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Hafsa Whitethorn || Mother

Current and Past Lover(s):

She had one love interest that she shared kisses with, but he left to join the navy and never came back. Other than that she has no current lovers.

History:
Katurah was born on the continent of Aelvale in the capital city of Greenley. Her parents, Hafsa and Ibrahim Whitethorn, were the owners of one of the taverns near the docks. Although they weren’t rich, they weren’t entirely poor either and did fairly well for themselves. It helped that they had four children to help run things.

Growing up, Katurah loved to hear stories from the sailors who would come into the tavern. The girl loved to daydream and her favorite stories were about the ever so romantic pirates. How lovely it would be to be aboard one of those pirate ships and go on many adventures. She made it a goal right then to become a pirate someday.

In her teen years, her mother fell ill and she had to take over all her duties in the tavern as her brothers had gone off on a merchant ship and her sister had been married with a baby on the way. So it fell on her to cook, clean, and wait on all the tables. Many enjoyed her for her bubbly attitude and sweet nature. She was also quite gifted with a violin and her voice and often entertained the guests. She did well, but still continued to fantasize about running away. Her father wouldn’t hear of it and kept both daughters sheltered from the real world as much as he could.

Sadly, at nineteen years old Katurah lost her mother. It was rough on the whole family and her father seemed to fall ill as well. It prompted her eldest brother to come home and start running the tavern. That’s when she made a decision, she was done being a barmaid. So she took all her earnings, stole a little more funds from the tavern along with a couple kitchen knives, packed her things, and left in the dead of night. She bought passage aboard a ship to Lavioco and from there she made arrangements to go to Sunken Reef Isles. She had been in Parlay Cay for about a week before she managed to find a job aboard the Mermaid’s Fortune as a musician and to provide entertainment for the crew.

Feline Grace ⋆ Claws and Teeth ⋆ No Combat Training

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Agile
⋆Steady on her feet
⋆Claws and teeth she can attack with

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆No true combat experience
⋆Not physically strong
⋆Spooked easily

Magic or ability (if applicable):

WIP

Ossvien

After the last two who have expressed interest in potentially making a merfolk have created their characters we won't be accepting any more merfolk or half breed merfolk for a time until some of the other races get evened out. Sorry if this puts a damper on things, we just wanna make sure there's some variety in the rp. However, to the ones that have expressed interest in making a merfolk you are still welcome to making them :).

Avalia

Time: Morning
Location: Forest outside of Domoros
Interactions: @Helo-Bowyn

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Torvi felt a surprising sense of relief as Bowyn promised not to harm her. Was he being completely honest? It sure did seem like it to her and for the time being, that was enough. She was tired and grief stricken, these two factors alone allowed for her to trust just a bit easier. Besides, she didn’t want to be alone. Not now and she would gladly take the company of a complete stranger who seemed to talk to birds.

She watched him as again he seemed to speak to the bird. She was curious if he was just crazy or if he could actually converse with animals. After seeing the image in the sky and being sucked into another world she decided it wouldn’t be entirely surprising. Anything was possible at this point in her mind.

She took a deep breath and quickly wiped the moisture of the tears off her face, doing her best to get a grip on herself once more. She was showing weakness, her father would be quite disappointed in her if he could see her now. Never show a stranger your weaknesses unless you can use it to your advantage, that’s always what he told his daughters. Perhaps she was using it to her advantage, though, as the man in front of her agreed to give her a place to rest for a bit.

”Sounds a lot like my home.” Torvi said with a small sigh in response to Bowyn’s admission that there wasn’t really anywhere safe for her here. It was definitely concerning that she was thrown into a place that seemed dangerous for her, but if she were being honest she seemed to trade one bad situation for another. At least here death wasn’t quite an immediate concern. ”Thank you, I really accept you generous hospitality. As soon as I’m rested up I will be sure to be out of your hair, I don’t wish to bring you any trouble.” She assured him as she began to follow him, noting the name of the bird that was with him. She had no clue where she should go, though. Did she want to find a way back to her home? Was there any point in really going back or should she try and build a new life here?

”How am I such a threat to this Aklenroth when he is able to create images in the sky like that? I am one small person, I have no great power like that.” She asked the fae male as they walked, wanting to learn more about this lich king and why she was brought here. If she could ever find the people who had summoned her here then she would have some words with them. Perhaps even an axe to the chest, just like her sister received.

Ossvien

I'm going to have to post my form tomorrow, unfortunately. I was working on the form and I had it in 'edit' mode so i could add bits and pieces throughout the day. I backspaced out of the page on accident for my latest installment, which finished half of the entire form. And all my writing's gone. I don't feel like trying to rewrite everything tonight, but I should have it done tomorrow.

@Canidae

Oh man that really sucks, I'm sorry >.<! Take your time tho, no rush ^_^!

Ossvien

Yo, this looks rad ! Could I perhaps steal the position of sailing master for the pirate ship? (Also, could she be a siren??)

@QueenNugget

Absolutely! I'm glad you're interested :). And she absolutely can be a siren, just remember every so often she has to spend a day in the ocean. It shouldn't be an issue tho :)!

Ossvien

@Tae@FunnyGuy Thank you both so much! I was just concerned with the specific duties they were in charge of. This cleared a lot of things up ^^

I should have my character sheet up later today

@Canidae

Sounds good! Looking forward to seeing it :).

Ossvien

I am interested.

@Tae Also the Discord invite has expired.

@Skwint

Fixed it! Thank you for letting me know! I was a dummy and forgot to mark it never to expire haha. Sorry about that.

I'm making a character for the navy ship and I'm considering having him be a sailing master, but I'm having difficulty finding information on that role online. Could one of you guys elaborate on that role for me? Sorry if it's self explanatory and I'm just not getting it.

@Canidae

FunnyGuy found the perfect thing haha. It's just the fancy name for navigator, they were also often in charge of actually piloting the ship as well :).

Ossvien

Still alive!! Almost done with the CS. FYI formatting is a bitch on mobile but ain't nothing gonna stop the pirate party😄.

No peeking

Verrax Malagon ⋆ 23 ⋆ Male ⋆ Half Breed

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Appearance

Height:

6' 4"

Weight:

220 lbs

Hair Color:

Auburn

Eye Color:

Grey

Skin Tone:

White, tanned

Brief Clothes Description:

Verrax is oft garbed in standard clothing for that of a Glasstonian sailor; a sleeveless white wool undershirt beneath a loosely fitting deep blue coat. He wears polished steel and leather gauntlets on most occasions, especially in battle attire. A leather scabbard inlaid with amethyst and onyx stones holding a razor sharp cavalry saber lies on his belt atop deep blue breeches. His musket is always either slung or held at the low ready. Steel toed brown leather boots with a neatly tucked dagger complete his uniform.

Ambitious ⋆ Loyal ⋆ Dauntless ⋆ Patriotic

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆Swordplay & Combatives
⋆Service to country
⋆Family
⋆Honor

Dislikes:

⋆The Ocean
⋆Dishonorable people
⋆Cowardice

Fears:

⋆Losing his family
⋆Death by any way but the sword
⋆Drowning

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

As a child, Verrax could most aptly be described as an introvert. His service in the Glasstonian military thoroughly changed that. He is now a friend to most if not all those he serves with, a brother in arms. That is not however to say he is extremly charismatic or suave. He generally tries to be friendly first, but can be rather abrasive if slighted or threatened. Though Verrax might appear to be a knight in shining armor, willing to kill or die for comrades and country, he is not quite so perfect. He serves for himself just as much as for others; for honor, for glory, and for death. That being said, Verrax is quite kind and chivalrous when met off the battlefield. He puts the needs of others before his own, particularly those of women and children.

Verrax has quite a temper at times, especially in the heat of battle, yet not so much as to make him reckless. If anything his anger sharpens his wit and physical prowess even further. Off the field of battle he is normally calm and collected, a picture of discipline -as any Glasstonian soldier should be. As a former member of the Glasstonian infantry corp, most of Verrax's job was at one point standing in place waiting for orders. During this time he developed almost supernatural patience. He is mostly tolerant of his fellow military service members despite any differing views or lifestyles. This quality has made Verrax a prime candidate for leadership positions, which he has performed stunningly in despite his younger age. To Verrax, a man that cowers from the sword is hardly a man at all. He generally does not back down and does not fear conflict or death. Though he was apprehensive of his assignment to the Avalon Avenger, he decided to face his unease head on.
⋆ Reaction speeds to situations.

Third paragraph(or list.) include: What's in the Brain. You can not be amazing in all four.

⋆ Intelligence level: Are you a cunning mastermind?
⋆ Charisma level: How well can you manipulate people? Do you make friends easily?
⋆ Sense of humor or no sense of humor?
⋆ If you're insane, please say so here.
⋆ Energy levels --> Ranging from often tired to hyper

Military Service ⋆ Bloodshed ⋆ Strife

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Background

Occupation

Infantry soldier || Glasstonian Navy

Which ship are you on?

Glasstonian Naval Vessel || Avalon Avenger

Living Immediate Family Members:

Maelis Malagon || Younger sister
Elizabet Malagon || Younger sister
Sara Malagon || Mother

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Varrit Malagon || Father

Current and Past Lover(s):

None, currently

History:

It's a secret boiiii

Minor Self Healing⋆ Combatives ⋆ Charisma

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Combat and Magic:

Physical Strengths:

⋆Extensive close and mid range combat training
⋆Peak physical condition
⋆Proficient with firearms & bayonets

Physical Weaknesses:

⋆Little magical training or knowledge
⋆Little seafaring experience
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Magic or ability (if applicable):

Minor self healing

@W0lf d3m0n

Lovely! Accepted! When he's finished you are welcome to post him in the CS thread :)! And I hear you, formatting on a phone isn't fun haha.