Zacharius

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

YoshiSkittlez said
lol Zach, that works XD

Was always the plan, after being shouted at like a child :P

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

In the moment of silence that followed Wolverine's tirade, and Estella's short, but poignant response, Henry simply watched her leave, before turning his face to regard Wolverine, a genuine look of surprise crossing his features. His mind attempted, and failed, to understand the chain of thought which had led to such a condescending attack on the latina. He for one, hadn't spent years fighting, both to live with his mutation, and literally, to be yelled down to. Xavier's dream had given him hope, but the reality seemed even more distant than the propaganda had made the war. While Estella had given them the benefit of a spoken word, Henry simply shook his head, before standing and heading out of the door, back into the cold front of New York city.

Once outside, he sped up slightly, watching the disappearing figure of Estella, although, with a burst of speed from himself, he was near enough to catch up. He still decided to yell, over the noise of the insomniac city;

"Hey, mestizo, heading anywhere in particular?" As he came up beside her, a more genuine smile than the one he had worn all day spread across his features, as if the events of the bar had never occurred and he was bumping into an old acquaintance. That said, he avoided his usual contact, at least normally a shoulder pat or so, despite his friendliness, he hadn't know her for long, and someone who could likely zap you into nothing, well you respected their personal space, just in case they had an issue with it. Having spoken, he slowed his pace alongside her's, waiting for her reply as he watched the road, whistling as a cab shot around the corner.

"Not that I don't respect your right as an independent soul, but let me at least pay for the cab." The smirk was back again, as he returned to his usual brand of humor, while she may have had a rather serious exit, she'd seemed to be fairly amusing prior to that, and so he wasn't afraid to be himself in that regard, even if they had both abandoned what had likely been a rather welcome hope for 'mutant' kind.

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

Work in Progress, mainly just up now in case I've messed up the maths horribly.

Nation Name: The Hegemony of Dal'Guatha

Races of the Nation: (15 used)
Dark Elves (3)
Coastborn (3)
Naga (3)
Draconians (3)
Saur (3)

Nation History

Dal'Guatha, in ages past, was a sprawling empire, ruled by Dragons, its inhabitants were slaves to the powerful will and might of the great creatures. Legions of lesser creatures fought and died on the whims of their ancient overlords. While the exact limit of this nation, existing as it did in the pre-history of most nations, in any surviving literature it is suggested the reaches of this Empire spread far beyond the borders of the modern nation, and that an even greater number of races was held in its oppressive claws.

Having been forged briefly after the end of the Cataclysm, the Empire remained for but a blink of an eye in the lifespan of the dragons, but for the lesser races centuries went by before the whispers of rebellion turned to action. The first blows came from the homeland of the Dragons themselves, the Draconians and Dark Elves who formed their first vassals, and had been presumed to be the most loyal of their subjects, took battle to their draconic overlords, some two centuries ago.

High Councillor Cicero led the rebellion, previously seen as the closest to an equal by the Dragons among their humanoid slaves, Cicero had advised the ancient beasts on matters of state for years, but now turned his knowledge of the dragons on themselves. A powerful Archmage himself, the story goes that Cicero killed the Dragon-King Kalgath himself, before feasting on the heart of the dead monarch. This has become a part of the core belief of the Hegemony, it is at this point that the age of the Dragon ended, and they, as their usurpers, are destined to the same greatness if not more. Cicero himself seemed to push for a republican system to replace the sprawling Empire, but he fell before the war would reach its end, afterwhich the rebellion would splinter, resulting in the rebels eventually controlling a much smaller nation. Cicero’s son, Marius, had no intention of sharing power and established the Hegemony in its current form, a loose collection of sub-states, united only by an organised military system and a divine dedication to the Hegemon.

Over the following centuries, the Hegemony launched a series of military campaigns, striking out from its homeland among the plains, into the desert and towards the coast, conquering those which had once been a part of the Draconic empire. In this way, the Naga and Coastborn were brought back into the fold, while dissident Dark elf tribes, native to the desert, were also subjugated. The last great push under the reign of Marius conquered the Dark forest of Tel’Amon, a land that had never been a part of the Empire, and thus forced subjugation upon the savage Saur.

50 years prior to the current date, Marius died crushing a Saur rebellion, his nephew, Agrippus, inherited the Hegemony due to Marius’ lack of biological children and his failure to adopt an heir during his lifetime. Immediately Agrippus crushed the remnants of the rebellion and formed the Saur legions, bringing them into the fold as citizens, but only if they would serve the Hegemony like its other components.

Important Characters

WIP

Hegemon Agrippus Crassi (Mage-Fire/Air/Force):
Overlord of the Hegemony and current head of the Crassi family, Agrippus has ruled for the short span of 50 years, his training as a mage under High-Magos Aurelia being cut short by his inheritance. Agrippus has much to prove, given the previous two leaders the Hegemony identifies with have firstly, overthrown a caste of Dragon overlords and secondly, rebuilt a powerful nation from those ashes. So far the relatively young Dark Elf has proven that he may just have the ability to measure up, or even surpass, as a ruler. While advised on the matter, his handling of the troublesome Saur population was seen as a key first act to solidify his rule, particularly as the line of succession was not as direct as it had been the generation previously. Agrippus is not an evil being, although he is decisive and will be harsh to achieve his goals, although favouring options that do not require such drastic action (e.g. assimilating the Saur into the Legions, rather than decimating the population as had been planned). Agrippus is well aware of the fact he is not the most powerful, in terms of magical ability, individual in the realm, instead relying upon his position and his vast Imperial authority to maintain his position. At his core, he is a pragmatist, loyal only to the God that is the surival and power of the nation. Despite his ability as a ruler, Agrippus still has much in the way of dissent to deal with, although not a wild scale threat from the populace, the other major noble families of the realm continue to eye the prominant position of the Crassi and even within the family there are those who feel Marius would have declared another heir, had he not been struck down. In light of this, to both maintain a position and to escape the politics of court, Agrippus often departs on militant expeditions himself, although when representing the nation on foreign field, he often masks his true identity.

Consort Julia Janae-Crassi:

Spouse to the reigning hegemon and member of the wealthy Janae family, Julia is an individual used to getting her own way, even more so than the Hegemon himself. Thankfully for pretty much everyone involved, Julia has very rarely failed to achieve her 'own way' spoilt first by a doting family and then a position of supreme power, if Julia was not a fairly capable individual in her own right, she would be little more than an attractive brat. Cunning, with a flair for courtly politics which her spouse lacks, Julia has taken very well to becoming a member of the Crassi family, not in fact, the Janae pawn her family had hoped her to be. Influencing fashions within (and to a less extent without) the Hegemony, the Hegemonic Cout has become famously aesthetic and decadent under her supervision. Although possibly treating such events a little too lax (as a holiday no less), Julia doubles as a diplomat, both for her adoptive house within the Hegemony and outside the realm for the nation as a whole.

Maria Crassi, Heir to the Obsidian Throne (mage, fire/force/shadow):

Unlike her brother (the Hegemon), who rather unfashionably has so far avoided illusion magic, Maria has taken to the noble magic fashion of the draconic style with gusto, very rarely letting the magic slip and returning her form to the entirely mammalian look she was born with. As a Crassi, Maria was raised hard, taught how to fight and survive before she was introduced to the more traditional fields of nobility. This, at first, put her at odds with her brother's wife, however, in the years that have past, she has began to appreciate the Consort as an ally and friend, often working in tandem, rather than on seperate diplomatic duties. That said, Maria is still a powerful user of the arcane and thus a military boon for the Hegemon's armies and has a list of military achievements to her name, most notably during the Frogmen scourge which attacked the Coastborn and Naga dominant provinces of the Hegemony from the Sea. With a cutting wit, but equally soothing charm, Maria is rather more intelligent than many expect of her, being fooled by the whimisical, hedonistic display she may show at court.

High-magos Aurelia Kaenun (Arch Mage):

Turned ageless, or near enough to it, by the power of her magics, the first High-Magos is one of the few remaining individuals within the Hegemony to have lived during the reign of the dragons, and to have personally known all three of the leaders of the Hegemony (even though, technically, the first was simply a rebel leader). Aurelia was once a courtesan in the royal hold of Prince Taelor, the ruler of the Naga city-state of Sprinya, a nation that would be swallowed up by the encroaching Dragons, forming a part of their empire. The Royal Hold was destroyed, Aurelia only surviving due to her ever-growing magical ability. Despite the inconvenience of her species, the Dragon-Mage Igon began to teach Aurelia, sensing in her great potential, hoping to use her as scion for situations in which dragons were unsuited. Typical of the Dragons of Dal'Guatha, Igon was entirely out of touch with reality, forgetting, or more likely overlooking, that Aurelia had seen her friends and family melted by dragonfire. No amount of supposed favoritism would overcome that and so when the rebellion began, Aurelia not only slew her master, who she had unknowingly surpassed in ability, before becoming a key player in the civil war.

Many Naga expected her to take leadership of the general effort, however, then fairly young archmage decided instead to follow the leadership of the High Councillor, a choice which confused many at the time and has often been chalked up to rumors of a previous friendship between the two notable rebels. Whatever her reasons may have been, uniting her magic with the leadership of the dark elf was instrumental in bringing down the dragons. Remaining in the new royal court after the war and death of the rebel leader rather than return home, she advised the first Hegemon and, after threatening her own people with her arcane power, brought the Naga people into the fold, before retiring to watch over the construction of the new capital while the Hegemony set about conquering the Coastborn, Saur and dissident elves. She spent the intervening years studying yet more of the arcane arts, while also tutoring the now-Hegemon in the ways of magic.

High-Magos Skaalar Lu'Chek (Arch-Mage)

The second individual to earn the title of High-Magos in the history of the Hegemony, Skaalar spent decades perfecting his arcane ability in the deserts of the Hegemony, living in isolation, beyond contact with a few small hamlets when he required supplies, the process of which has turned him slightly disjointed. Skaalar is tolerated, if not liked, by high society and the military, his eccentricity putting him at odds with the latter, his general malcontent for opulence the other. That said, he remains a loyal, if cynical, citizen and tool of the Hegemony, even if he has contributed to few military campaigns yet. His age is unknown, nor is the exact time span he spent away from civilization, his magical talents not even known until his return, he had been simply another Draconian farmer in the hegemony before then. Shirking both the responsibility to report magical gifts, and later contribute to the nation, are rather forgiven due to the vast power he now wields.

Maliaya Nassos, Jewel of the Desert (Mage, Shadow, Force, Air):


Sword of the Hegemon, Tyla Canius (Hero of the Realm)


Legate Jarrus I'Charius (Great General)


Legate-Admiral Vaela Kaenun

Traits

National Traits: X=(8)
Size Matters (-1)
Monolithic (-1)
Manipulative (-1)
All Roads lead to Rome (-1)
Bread and Games (-1)
Victory Arches (-1)
Arm of the Empire (-1)
Watchtowers (-1)

Population Traits: X=(8)
Loyal (-1)
Brave (-1)
Brutal (--1)
We Stand as One (-1)
March to War (-1)
Public Baths (-1)
The Peoples 'Entertainment' (-1)
Know your place! (-1)

Academic Traits: X=(4)
Medicine (-1)
Schools (-1)
Academy of Power (-1)
University of War (-1)

Military Basic Traits: X=(9)
Fearless (-1)
Strategists (-1)
Bring down the walls (-1)
Superior Training (-1)
Live off the Lands (-1)
Camoflaged Sally Points (-1)
Many Walls (-1)
Siege Train (-1)
Right of Conquest (-1)

Archery Traits: X=(1)
Monster Hunters (-1)

Infantry Traits: X=(6)
Hold the line (-1)
Monster Hunters (-1)
Witch Hunters (-1)
Testudo (-1)
Legion (-1)
Swordsman's School (-1)

Cavalry Traits: X=(3)
Thunder of Hooves (-1)
Masterful cavalry (-1)
Monster Cavalry (-1)

Navy Traits: X=(4)
Ramming Speed (-1)
Dragonships (-1)
Heavy ships (-1)
Warriors of the Sea (-1)

Airborne Traits: X=(4)
Runes of Flight (-1)
Wyverns (-1)
Chimera (-1)
Mageflight (-1)

Tradesman Traits: X=(4)
Ranchers (-1)
Strong Stone Foundations (-1)
Siege Walls (-1)
Siege Stores (-1)

Merchant Traits: X=(2)
Deep Pockets and Long Arms
Diplomatic Savant

Magecraft Traits: X=(5)
Elemental Fires (-1)
Elemental Air (-1)
Element of Shadow (-1)
Force Magic (-1)
Arch-Spellcaster (-1)

Monster Traits: X=(2)
Drakes

Mechanist Traits: X=(0)

Flaws:
All Roads lead to Rome
Gluttonous Pigs
Raiding Season, Not Raiding Season

Custom Traits
Custom Trait 1: Life in the Legions: The legions aren’t just fighting bodies, they build roads, forts and patrol the realm. Those who survive are eventually rewarded with a comfortable retirement and so a culture has developed around this fighting force. The Hegemony takes pride in the Legions and will celebrate any victory, no matter how morally dubious. The morale and popularity of the legions is always high, although the loss of a Legion is considered a dire omen and will overshadow a campaign, even if it is an eventual victory.

Custom Trait 2: Maintenance: Due to the efficiency with which the legions maintain the infrastructure of the realm, important roads and buildings very rarely fall into disrepair and thus the military is often rapid to respond to any threat, not having to deal with roads worn down over years.

Territory/Military

Territory: (100) (278 rp)
Plains Capital (2pts)
Coastal Large City
Medium City
Plains Fortress
Desert Fortress
9 Plains
9 Desert
5 Coast
5 Forest
3 River

Army: (280 RP to Spend)
10 Dark Elf Legionnaire Regiments (8 Experienced) (2 royal Guard)
10 Draconian Legionnaire Regiments ( All Experienced)
5 Saur Legionnaire Regiments (3 Experienced)
5 Saur Heavy Beast Cavalry ( 3 Elite) (2 Experienced)
10 Dark Elf Monster Hunter (8 Experienced) (2 Elite)
5 Dark Elf Light Cavalry (All experienced)
5 Draconian Witch Slayers (1 Royal Guard)

Command: (70)
1 Normal Hero of the Realm
2 Normal Arch Mages
3 Normal Mages
2 Normal Great Generals

Monsters: (69)
6 Drakes

Air Force: 69
Flying Ship
1 Wyvern
1 Chimera

Navy: 4000

1 Galleon (250)
15 Trireme (600)
15 Quinquireme (750)
7 Galley (560)
7 Galleass (840)
5 Longships (1000)

Game of Thrones: Daeron's Conquest

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

"Hey now...I am veeeeery proud of my Spanish." Henry turned his head back to Estella, as she had now been referred to, the smirk back across his features as he spoke. Her reaction was about as favorable as he could have hoped, taking his attempt at the language as a general insult would have been a worse case that he had half expected, what with the power of personality that radiated from the Mestizo. He turned back to the general scene in time for her whispered comment, to which he leaned back slightly, to reply;

"Don't you worry yourself, I've dealt with far worse, especially as Daddy's not around for her." At the same volume as Estella, it maintained the feel of a private joke, despite the two only having just met. Underlying in his comment was a sense of knowing the type, after all, he'd been friends with people in very high places, and met their daughters and sisters. They may have spoken differently, and had older names, but there wasn't any real difference between the two brands of Atlantic nobility. His smirk was cut short by the entrance of the blue...creatures, and Estella's reaction to it.

Energy crackled in the air, you didn't need to be the 'right kind' of mutant to feel that. His reaction displaced him from his seat, although he managed to catch himself from simply falling off, sliding in a manner which could almost be seen as deliberate, were it not for the look on his face as he beheld the latina become something akin to the wrath of God himself, were Henry to still believe in the divine. he suddenly felt very sorry for the smaller blue creatures, crowding atop the larger one. He stepped back from the scene, not out of personal survival instincts, he had very few of those left, but out of the risk of cross fire. If she turned him to dust in a mistimed strike, there was no telling how many people would die from his own powers, assuming he could even come back from that. He still couldn't take his eyes off the hovering woman however, drawn to the site like a fly to a light.

"There I was...thinking I'd never feel out of my league again."

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Hillan said
Oh.. I thought I read that he said something about his name being Leech... Huh.

He 'thought' it before going into the bar, I believe, although to be honest,he hasn't really taken the name yet, it's just how he views himself in comparison to other people/mutants. When your healing factor makes you a constant danger to those around you, a low sense of self worth is a considerable issue.

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Ruby said
Well. Magnus just told everyone Estella's name. (Whatajerk.)

At least your character didn't have their not-yet-known code name eye rolled at :(

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Not sure where people are getting the idea that Henry's introduced himself as Leech....he hasn't introduced himself under any name.

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

Henry was part of the only military that was fighting for all six years of the war.

Ye lazy bums.

X-men Noir: Let The Good Times Roll

jagajac said
"Honey, I think we're all past the point of 'basic needs'."

Henry smiled, another easy smile as the attractive blonde spoke, he moved closer into the bar, away from the exit, although while doing so, didn't responded further to the number of bodies around him, placing himself on the first bar stool he reached, Henry momentarily faced only the girl behind the bar, she'd just spoken Japanese, but that was evidently not her origin. As the smoke entered her lungs, 'Leech' could feel its affects taking root. He could have stopped himself, but he didn't, his own powers 'stealing' some of the affect, but also the curse. Maybe one day he'd tell people of the damage it could do them, but then, who'd ever believe him really?

"Hola, ojos fríos." His Spanish was awful, learned from decoding messages from Facist Spain, but he liked to think he could get his meaning across. As he momentarily dabbled in what he assumed, as an educated guess, was her primary tongue, he smirked, although this one was dangerous. A trickster, not a clown, and a joker could be any card.

"Hey, sweet cheeks, if you think you're above basic needs, well, someone's been letting you down." The near-laughing smirk was back as he turned on the stool to face the majority of the room once more, particularly the girl who's single line had stuck in his mind so. She was pretty, very much so, but if this was a room full of people like him, well, she could be highly dangerous as well. He bemoaned his own brain when that did little to kill any form of attraction. In fact, it probably made it worse. It had taken him a long time to get over a crushing fear of rejection in regards to women, and now his simple 'don't care how it goes' attitude practically required the wink he gave her, before focusing on Eric.

"Hmmm, you've shown me yours, does that mean I have to show you mine? That might get a little unpleasant for you all." Less light hearted, but still a jest. The idea still terrified Henry that at any moment a bullet could be put in his brain, and give a few minutes and he'd be right up again. That had been his limit so far, but he wouldn't be surprised if he didn't have one. The worst part was he felt it all, no reprieve for the Leech. Shaking his mind of such a serious thought, he continued to address the speaker. "Awfully convenient of the girl with her needs fulfilled, however badly, to think that they're not important. You want me to sell some medals? I'm sure then we can keep everyone dry for a while. That said, I'm sure we could sort something else out, that keeps us all fed, dry and watered."

After he finished speaking for the latest occasion, the smirk from his face dropped, his voice sounding far more business-like as he continued, "A very wise man once told me to never trust anyone who offers something for nothing. What I think we should be asking, is how are we going to help you? It's clear we're all willing, to some degree, to accept your help, we wouldn't be here, if someone's come all this way just to turn you down, they're both an idiot and lying to themselves. Xavier clearly has something we all want, be that fellow....'company' or whatever it is he's sold this to all of us." A very broad arm motion, motioning towards the whole bar, followed his statement, although it was clear he was including all those present, not just the surroundings, in the definition.

"You have us, now what do you want from us?"