The Emperors Blade — Roleplayer Guild

Booted feet, gently plated with a light emerald green armor stepped easily through the garden. For all the armor the man wore he made almost no noise. His movements were smooth and sleek, like that of a cat ready to pounce upon its prey at any moment. For all the color in his eyes there was no warmth, a cold hearted stare permeated from beneath those brows, only caring for his duty in this world and nothing else. Beside him were a woman and a man wearing the garb and armor of dawn covenant knights very disimilar to his own though they all wore the Dawn Covenant cloak around their shoulders. He stopped several feet behind the Princess and the Knight captain and announced his presence by letting the haft of his polearm drop onto a stone. “Knight Captain Evelyn, it is a wonder to see that not all the order is dead. i feared the worse when I heard the news and brought my men straight here. We have been staying here in secret to be sure no one would try to attack the Royal Family for harboring us, as we had no idea the extent of the darkness that was swallowing the north.” 

He looked to each of his knights in with him at the moment before turning to the Princess and bowing. “Majesty, I do not believe you and I have had the pleasure of meeting yet, as I have only been addressed by the guard and the King at a time. I am Knight Lieutenant Taegan Skalanis.” It was a well known name among the order and even outside of such, though for all the wrong reasons. He and his were known for their more brutal approach to those considered evil. It was a name known for lack of mercy and killing innocents simply to be sure that they were not corrupted by evil, many looked down upon his tactics, but his work had always bore fruit in some way, shape, or form no matter how atrocious. “Knight Captain Evelyn. I have my ten knights with me here. We stumbled across two on the road, but they were lost to a Wendigo unfortunately though the beast is now dead.”

He didn’t smile, or grimace it didn’t seem to matter what he talked about good or bad he seemed to keep that same blank expression he always seemed to have. THough there was always that feeling of cold hatred permeating from him, as if he had nothing left in him, but hate. A hatred that had blackened his very soul and made him into the merciless killer he was. It worked though he was a machine when it came to destroying the dark, and those under his command looked upon him with awe as if he was the absolute end all on the subject of dealing with matters of evil. His footsteps brought him slowly towards the captain and he took a deep breath. “It is wonderful to see you alive. “ Though his expression betrayed him as he was completely neutral on the subject of death and life, as all died or lived by the whims of others.

Name: Taegan Skalanis
Appearance: 

He stands at about six feet and one inch, with a strong athletic body worn by decades of war, and fighting.  Scars crisscross his body though he has managed to keep them away from his face. He is also missing his left pinky.
Age(20 and up): 132
Gender: Male
Race(Human, Wood Elf, Dark Elf, Dwarf): Wood Elf
Rank:(No rank higher than Knight-Lieutenant): Knight Lieutenant
Personality: Passionate, brutal, merciless, these words can all be used to describe Taegan as he takes much pride in the work he does, and does it without question as he fights against the darkness and evil that corrupts the world. He feels only a loyalty to the Covenant and that of the light, as he places a strong emphases on purging evil at all costs. He also has a thing for birds. He loves birds. He is also haunted by his past as the people he killed in the past rise up from the dead to meet him constantly whispering in his ears and speaking to him.
Bio: Taegan has seen and lived through many things others might have lost their minds doing. He grew up in a rather small wood elf village, and when he came of age joined the Ranger Scouts so as to help any time he was needed to help his people. It was during this time he moved to a village closer to human civilization and met his wife a human woman by the name of Nirna. He loved her and treated her like she was the most valuable treasure in the world. Several years after their marriage they had a daughter, Taegan named her Kasaya after a flower that grew wild around his village that was used in festivals. 

He spent the years with his wife and child well loving them daily when he could, and going out on patrols with his elven brethren for days on end at times. It was during one of these outtings he found out Nirna was sick. Hurriedly he returned home to find that she had contracted a virus that caused the blood to build up iron to incredible levels and slowly suffocate the veins. It was called the black veins for the coloration the veins took on as the virus spread more and more. He held her hand tightly as her skin got more and more pale, her eyes becoming bloodshot as veins  burst from the strain of the virus. He kissed her lips as they turned black her body covered in swirling black lines that were once pumping such precious lifeblood. It was later he found out that this virus was actually created by a necromancer and released upon several elves who then spread it around to other villages including to Nirna and several others in the village they lived in. That was when he decided to join the Dawn Covenant.

He spent plenty of time in the Dawn Covenant fighting the darkness back from mankind, but with each mission each monster, or being set on a evil path he became more jaded. The care for life that used to reside in him began to fade and was replaced with a care only for the retaining civilization and the light. He began to feel the need that any life was expendable if it was for the greater good. After a mission he returned home, to find his house a mess it had only been a month but it looked like it had been overgrown for a year. Upon entering the house he found his daughter sitting at the kitchen table a strange growth throbbing from her ear, and a witch he had been hunting for the better part of a year. The witch made Kasaya attack him and without hesitation he removed his daughter’s head from her body. “The evil within you was not your own doing.” he said softly to her, and as he descended on the witch her screams could be heard for what seemed miles in every direction. 
Weapons(Primary, Secondary, Tertiary): 

A base weapon for any elf on the field of battle, with a distinctive reach, and a blade sharper than a razor when used by a dextrous warrior it can slide in and out of the smallest unprotected areas on a enemy, with more than two feet of blade to pierce the enemy with, this weapon is extremely deadly when used as a slashing and stabbing weapon.

 The elvish broadsword is the go to back up weaponf or a elvish warrior, it is sharp durable and light, letting a user make constant success with his dexterity to move the blade around a opponents defenses and if not out right kill them with a slash, slowly wear them down with a thousand until they die of blood loss.


This bow is made from the antler of a Hokka a beautiful white stag that is not allowed to be killed and is only able to have it’s antlers harvested when it has died of natural causes. Bestowment of a weapon made from Hokka antlers is extremely rare and usually considered a sign of great respect.

Magic: Cryomancy, specifically in creating temporary walls,  or projecting his freezing abilities through his spear and into impaled enemies to finsiht hem off. He is also capable of making spikes of ice rise from the ground in a defensive measure.
Other: He rides upon a giant bird known as a “Kawika.” it’s flightless with long legs colorful feathers and sharp talons. Mostly resembling a Cassowary.
Taegan wears his old armor from when he was a Ranger and scout warrior for the Wood elves, the green light plate armor that overlaps better complimenting his fighting style than the heavier armor of the Templars. Although he wears his old armor he does wear the templar cloak so that he can pay homage to the order.
Post Example: Leather boots clad gently in a light dark green plate sloshed through the muddy streets of the village, small bits of wet dirt strewn to harden upon the shin guards of Taegan. He stopped next to two others of the Covenant who were at the moment executing a pair of women they had found hiding in a cellar. He watched as blades plunged into their chests and their bodies began to shake before suddenly stopping as the blade was plunged deeper and pulled out with a spray of blood. “Good work men. We do the work of the light here, we cannot allow the curse to spread, and so any who live here must die. Their very presence in this village may have claimed their soul for the darkness.” 

His head turned to look at a door that was guarded by two more covenant members and moved easily across the mud towards it his hand on the grip of his sword as he pushed the door open with a creak. Inside the house was barely lit with only a few flickering torches. His eyes flicked over to where a man and woman were tied to chairs, their naked bodies glistening with blood and sweat as a torch hissed above them as it ate away at it’s fuel. He stopped in front of them and looked to the soldier who had been acting as torturer. “Have they spoke yet?” 

“Yes they have Taegan. It seems that a witch came here and offered to cure several ill children in exchange for them taking upon a task for her which included them taking on a curse that would cause many of them to change into dangerous beasts.” He stepped slowly away from the Elder and his daughter to allow Taegan closer inspection.

Taegan tilted his head slightly as he looked into the eyes of the Elder and then into the eyes of the daughter. “Where is the witch now?” He as he picked up a fork off a table and began to slide it through the flesh of the elder’s hand between his fore and middle finger knuckles, twisting the utensil back and forth the scraping and cracking of bone audible throughout the home.

The agonized scream that erupted from the elder’s throat made Taegan wince visibly, but even in his pain he managed to speak. “I don’t know! She went west! Her name is Serana! That’s all I know I swear!” The grind in the knuckles suddenly stopped, but the feeling of the fork stuck in the elder’s hand was still there while Taegan had walked over to the elder’s daughter. “Don’t touch her! She didn’t do anything wrong! She’s not even cursed! It was a condition of the pact!” Then he couldn’t speak any more the slash of the blade had been so quick it was barely a glimmer of metal in his eyes, but he felt his own blood running down his chest from his throat. The blade had cut deep  and as he coughed for air his head tumbled backwards hanging on a few strands of straining flesh before toppling to the floor with a thud as blood poured down the dead elder’s body the folds of fat flesh catching the crimson liquid and causing it to rivulet down to pool under his body in the chair.

Taegan’s attention turned back to the daughter and stared at her as well. “You remind me of my daughter. Young, beautiful, vibrant, full of energy and life. It was a rather hard day when I had to kill her, but there can be no hesitation in the face of evil.” He grabbed her jaw and lifted her head back looking her over. “Is what your father said true? Are you not cursed?” She nodded into his palm and he gave a sigh. “Then if that really is true.. I am sorry about this.” A gasp was all that was heard as his sword slid into her stomach, right above the navel and slide upwards under her ribcage, he knew he had hit her heart, as the blood poured more steadily around his blade than before. Slowly he removed the sword and stood up. “Burn this village… And all the bodies. We head west after Serana.”
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