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Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Nickolas Rienbach - Basilmeron Castle Courtyard

The northerner was on the move before Arkhant had even finished his statement about socializing, a spring in his step as he propelled himself toward where Jeanne had announced herself, and nodded in acknowledgement at the young woman's past. He flashed her a grin, and before he spoke to the crowd as a whole, spoke almost conspiratorially: "Ah, you won't have to do something as silly as that, I'm sure you'll clean me out if we ever play cards."

"My name is Nickolas Rienbach, a student of the elder magics and a..." He thought about his next words carefully, more than a little perplexed at what he should describe himself as. "...and a visitor from the cold north. I hope to get to know all of you in the coming months?" He darted away almost as soon as he had come up to the stage, leaving the smell of burnt wood, old books, and some sickly sweet smell that refused to be placed in a trail behind him as he carefully went up and repeated the greeting to the newest and the less social members of the group, always ducking away with a smile as he received at least some sort of acknowledgement.

Finally stopping his whirlwind of socialization in front of what looked to be the youngest combat mage he'd ever seen, Nickolas leaned down in front of the girl so that their heads were at even height, before giving his warmest smile. "And how about you, little miss? I've not had the pleasure of meeting a fully fledged mage at your age before."

Kuur Salcair - Basilmeron Castle Courtyard

The amazon-like woman retreated away from the spotlight as Jeanne, Arkhant, and now Nickolas put themselves in the center of the parade grounds. Instead, she slunk away to watch the proceedings of one of the other women, the one carefully preparing her weapons and armor. It took her a minute to work up the courage to approach, sliding up with an impressive amount of stealth for one her size. She stepped in front of the armored woman and stared for a moment, green eyes searching grey until Kuur finally found the mettle to speak up.

"My name is... Kuur. What's yours...?" Her voice was breathless and soft, something that conflicted harshly with the well-muscled and harsh impression that she gave off moments prior.

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Mmm, I'll hazard that making battles a priority, while interesting, doesn't actually offer much when it overwhelms stuff like the drive behind why the battles are happening. What that boils down to me personally wanting out of this RP is that the personalities and the story behind the battles should be as big a driver as the battles themselves.

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He can't utilize both healing and offensive magic. At the beginning of his life he could utilize dark magic. As he learned healing magic he lost the ability to use dark. This is effectively a realistic version of a Fire Emblem Class Change. If you're referring to the light magic tome he can't actually use it. He can make his hand glow slightly and that's going to be it till he gets upgraded to a sage. He wants to learn light magic but he can't actually use it offensively yet.

He's got a background heavily based in magic but he's not a mage anymore.

@Prince of Seraphs

Right, sums up and ends my confusion

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Ain't gonna lie, after that post a few pages about how we're overloaded with magic as is and then going ahead to make another mage, this seems a bit, ah, odd, to say the least. Besides, there isn't a class in any game that can utilize both offensive magic and healing at a base level, let alone a class we'd be using here.

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If need be, I can edit at least Nickolas' Rationale to get him to join at the beginning. Not so sure about Kuur though.

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Right, here's my second character, hopefully adding to the variety of character archetypes that I personally can play:

Name: Kuur Salcair

Age: 20

Class: Archer

Weapons: Iron Bow

Personality: A quiet woman who, while at rest, one could mistake for being solem or simply emotionless. However, she gets flustered easily, and runs away from her problems. She's quite shy when it comes to the group as a whole, and doesn't like being forced to interact. However, she's quite confident when it comes to her bowmanship, and can get fiercely compedative in practice and in battle. Hates to lose, no matter then game or challange. Easily fooled and easily baited.

Fighting Style: Prides herself on the doctrine of 'one arrow, one man', and strives constantly to prove it in battle. When charged, she never sticks around in melee, instead relying on her long legs to simply outrun the more armored of her foes.

History: Born the third daughter of a successful Panoplian merchant, Kuur spent her younger years sheltered from the worst of the world due to the rich supply route her father ran. Once she was deemed old enough to begin helping out, she was shuffled around the various jobs of the caravan due to her compedative nature when it soon became apparant that she began to sulk when she lost out on whatever she precived as the 'winning' objective of whatever task she was asigned, causing her father no end of grief when he discovered yet another one of his offspring was unsuited to be heir to his vast fortune. To that end, she finally fell into the laps of the caravan guard to deal with, who soon whipped her into channeling her urge to win into archery and hunting, which she took to like a shark to water. As the war broke out, she seperated from her father's caravan(Now under the hand of her younger sister) and, when the Reclaimers crossed her path, decided to see the world.

Rationale: In the style of Panoply citizens as a whole, Kuur wants to strike out on her own, but the war raging around her makes it difficult for her to travel unaccosted. She found the Reclaimers as a safe buffer from the world, and one that would eventually end the problem altogether.

Apperance: A strong, rather voluptious young woman with tanned skin and feathery white-blonde hair in a rough cut around her head. She has striking green eyes, and usually mainatins a seemingly stoic expression. Despite her complextion, turns red easy. She's taller than quite a few of the men, and somewhat embarassed by this fact. Usually wears tan and brown shades in her light clothes, with the leather and metal of her armor sparce at best.

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Working on an archer. However, as it stands, we do have a preposterous amount of magical support for people just starting out.

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Nickolas Rienbach

Name: Nickolas Rienbach

Age: 23

Class: Dark Mage

Weapons: Flux Tome and Dying Blaze Tome

Personality: A rather jovial and relaxed man, who posits that killing should be only done to prevent more killing from happening. Gets excited the point of being an annoyance when he is talking about something that strikes his interest, and is rather panicky and unhelpful under pressure. He's worryingly familiar with the dead and dying, and enjoys studying both magic and the inner workings of the human body. He knows that he can make people uncomfortable with his habits, and thus usually keeps his studies well away from everyone else in the army, lest they feel unnerved. Despite this, legitimately enjoys having others around, and the sight of a crowded campfire, in addition to being rather touchy-feeling when it comes to meeting new people. He's a lightweight when it comes to drinking, and absolutely sucks when it comes to bluffing in games of chance. Doesn't like hot climates.

Fighting Style: Slow and carefully measured blows with powerful magic, can't get into a melee brawl to save his life

History: Born as the second child of a reclusive family in the depths of the snowy wilderness in Augur, Nickolas was brought into the field of magic by his aging grandmother, a shaman of some renown who had retreated into the wilderness to study the machinations of the great 'elder' magics with his grandfather nearly sixty years prior. He proved to have an immediate talent with the otherworldly force, but never quite got over his habit of making sure his actions and incantations were aggravatingly exact. Despite this, his power grew immensely under his witch-like grandparent, who suggested that he study the world around him and the relationship thereof, before she ordered the boy's worrying father to take him into one of the towns to further help his understanding of people. From there, he was apprenticed to a variety of local mages and even a priest, before he was finally let free to roam the world at the ripe age of seventeen. Since then, he'd been roaming his homeland with a quiet sort of interest, making a small name for himself as a scholar and a mage as the war on the continent below raged. He proved to be unhappy with the state of the world, but had no way to vent his frustrations until he stumbled upon rumors of a definitive solution to the war, and made his way down south to join up with the Reclaimers.

Rationale: He joined the Reclaimers to serve what he felt was the best course of action and bring a sort of balance to the world.

Appearance: A pasty young man, with short-cropped dark hair and pale eyes. Averagely built and average height, his hooded eyes are constantly darting around with energy that doesn't match his dark looks. Wears dark clothes in greys and purples, with the odd white splash of fur or metallic highlight of gold. He keeps himself and his furs clean. Shows his discomfort easily by shifting(Either from foot to foot, or in his chair) or biting his fingernails.

Kuur Salcair

Name: Kuur Salcair

Age: 20

Class: Archer

Weapons: Iron Bow

Personality: A quiet woman who, while at rest, one could mistake for being solemn or simply emotionless. However, she gets flustered easily, and runs away from her problems. She's quite shy when it comes to the group as a whole, and doesn't like being forced to interact. However, she's quite confident when it comes to her bowmanship, and can get fiercely competitive in practice and in battle. Hates to lose, no matter then game or challenge. Easily fooled and easily baited.

Fighting Style: Prides herself on the doctrine of 'one arrow, one man', and strives constantly to prove it in battle. When charged, she never sticks around in melee, instead relying on her long legs to simply outrun the more armored of her foes.

History: Born the third daughter of a successful Panoplian merchant, Kuur spent her younger years sheltered from the worst of the world due to the rich supply route her father ran. Once she was deemed old enough to begin helping out, she was shuffled around the various jobs of the caravan due to her competitive nature when it soon became apparent that she began to sulk when she lost out on whatever she precived as the 'winning' objective of whatever task she was assigned, causing her father no end of grief when he discovered yet another one of his offspring was unsuited to be heir to his vast fortune. To that end, she finally fell into the laps of the caravan guard to deal with, who soon whipped her into channeling her urge to win into archery and hunting, which she took to like a shark to water. As the war broke out, she separated from her father's caravan(Now under the hand of her younger sister) and, when the Reclaimers crossed her path, decided to see the world.

Rationale: In the style of Panoply citizens as a whole, Kuur wants to strike out on her own, but the war raging around her makes it difficult for her to travel unacosted. She found the Reclaimers as a safe buffer from the world, and one that would eventually end the problem altogether.

Appearance: A strong, rather voluptuous young woman with tanned skin and feathery white-blonde hair in a rough cut around her head. She has striking green eyes, and usually maintains a seemingly stoic expression. Despite her complexion, turns red easy. At six foot and one inch, she's taller than quite a few of the men, and somewhat embarrassed by this fact. Usually wears tan and brown shades in her light clothes, with the leather and metal of her armor sparse at best.

Fire Emblem - The Reclaimers of Peace

Alrighty, here's my character:

Name: Nickolas Rienbach

Age: 23

Class: Dark Mage

Weapons: Flux Tome and Dying Blaze Tome

Personality: A rather jovial and relaxed man, who posits that killing should be only done to prevent more killing from happening. Gets excited the point of being an annoyance when he is talking about something that strikes his interest, and is rather panicky and unhelpful under pressure. He's worryingly familiar with the dead and dying, and enjoys studying both magic and the inner workings of the human body. He knows that he can make people uncomfortable with his habits, and thus usually keeps his studies well away from everyone else in the army, lest they feel unnerved. Despite this, legitimately enjoys having others around, and the sight of a crowded campfire, in addtion to being rather touchy-feeling when it comes to meeting new people. He's a lightweight when it comes to drinking, and absolutely sucks when it comes to bluffing in games of chance. Doesn't like hot climates.

Fighting Style: Slow and carefully mesured blows with powerful magic, can't get into a melee brawl to save his life

History: Born as the second child of a reclusive family in the depths of the snowy wilderness in Augur, Nickolas was brought into the field of magic by his aging grandmother, a shaman of some renown who had retreated into the wilderness to study the macinations of the great 'elder' magics with his grandfather nearly sixty years prior. He proved to have an immediate talent with the otherworldly force, but never quite got over his habit of making sure his actions and incantations were agrivatingly exact. Despite this, his power grew immensely under his witch-like grandparent, who suggested that he study the world around him and the relationship thereof, before she ordered the boy's worrying father to take him into one of the towns to further help his understanding of people. From there, he was apprenticed to a variety of local mages and even a preist, before he was finally let free to roam the world at the ripe age of seventeen. Since then, he'd been roaming his homeland with a quiet sort of interest, making a small name for himself as a scholar and a mage as the war on the continent below raged. He proved to be unhappy with the state of the world, but had no way to vent his frustrations until he stumbled upon the Reclaimers and immediately attached himself to what he felt was a great cause.

Rationale: He joined the Reclaimers to serve what he felt was the best course of action and bring a sort of balance to the world.

Apperance: A pasty young man, with short-cropped dark hair and pale eyes. Averagely built and average height, his hooded eyes are constantly darting around with energy that doesn't match his dark looks. Wears dark clothes in greys and purples, with the odd white splash of fur or metalic highlight of gold. He keeps himself and his furs clean. Shows his discomfort easily by shifting(Either from foot to foot, or in his chair) or biting his fingernails.