Zaphander

Fantasy RP - For those that want to 'Jump - In '

This was Annabeth's moment. For too long had she been denied by the fighter's guild, by the mercenaries, and even by the local guards to join the fight. She was an orphan, they would say, and a woman to boot. The kinder ones would use honor as an excuse but most were more blunt and simply thought her as weak. Didn't matter that she had trained herself in combat and even had her own armor; they simply can't let a woman join them in battle. But now they don't have that choice. With the enemy at their gates they can't afford to let something like gender prevent her from fighting.

Taking her warhammer in hand Anna went to find the lady and captain. They were newcomers to the city, and likely didn't know Annabeth. She had known about them for sometime however, and hoped to use this opportunity to get into their good favor and take her on as a knight, or even just a fellow mercenary. She was willing to prove her worth however she could. When she found them, she called out. "Hello there! Lady Maren and Captain Crassius, correct? I am Annabeth Elliot, a knight errant. It looks like the tide of battle has shifted to our favor! We should sally out and route these brigands while they're still a chance."

The Raiders of Norn

When the chief charged Joseph went on the defensive. He could tell this man was unlike the others; they fell for simple feints and lacked a true warrior spirit. This one however... There was some bite to him. Joseph stayed on the defensive and hide behind his shield, even as the man tried to splash poison into his face. A few drops did manage to hang onto the gap of his visor but not hit Joseph himself: he remained steadfast and didn't waver nor flinch. It'd take more than dirty tricks like that to stop this holy knight. Still, Joseph knew that he couldn't remain on the defensive for long, and this chief was certainly faster than him. He could get three maybe for slashes in by the time Joseph got one, so he needed to make his next strike count. If it wasn't a deathblow, than it could spell doom for Joseph.

If there was one weakness about constantly being on the offensive, it was becoming predictable. The bandit chief was fast, yes, but soon he'd start to build a rhythm with his strikes. Even as he was looking for ways around Joseph's shield he only needed a second of carelessness to catch him off-guard. In a flash, Joseph parried one of the chief's attack, knocking his sword away in such a way that he could not instantly follow up with another strike. This gave Joseph all the time he needed the heft his zweihander from his shoulder, high into the air, and then down onto the back of the man's neck. Like a guillotine, Joseph's blow would be swift, heavy, and instantaneously lethal.

The Raiders of Norn

Looking around Joseph quicky counted seven bandits. Childs play. Hes dealt with bandits before, and while he would temain coatious he knew what he needed to do. Joseph stepped towards the bandit chief and planted his sword into the ground before him. And then Joseph smashed his shield into the chief’s face. He had to act fast now; two bandits were already lunging at him. Gtipping his sword toghtly Joseph shifted his position to dodge the two, smashing anither brgand in yhe skull with the edge if his shield. With one mighty seing he pulled his sword out of the ground and flung a large cloud of dirt in the fave of three other bandits whk were trying to get behind Joseph, blinding them temporarily.

Hefting his blade onto his shoulder Joseph stomped his foot forward and cleaved a brigand doen shoukder to hip. His chainmail armor was no match fir the paladin’s heavy blade. Dragging the tip kf the blade out from his bidy Joseph looked as the remaining bandits were recovering and grtting ready ti attack. Joseph wouldnt give them a chance to rest as he plunged his sword into the chest of one kf the brigands, like stabbing a pig with a spear. Three down. Four to go.

The three brigands attacked Joseph with clubs and swords. He raised his shield and blocked thr clubs, and when they tried to stab him in between his olates theyd get foiled by the chainmail underneath. All Joseh had to do was shift his weight to disarm the thuggish thieves of their pitifil weapons, stick between the folds of his armor. He stomped on the foot of one kf the club weilding brigands and then smashed the guard of into the man’s chest, pucturing his lungs like a warpick. One tried to tackle Joseph; he jumoed back and held his sword aloft firmly, letting the man run into his blade. With one swipe he was disembowled.

Now that just left two as the bandit chief was recovering from his stunning blow. The last bandit didnt last long as he saw his compatriots cut down without nary an issue. He tried ine more desperate assult, but Joseh easy parried the swing with his shield, smashed the pommel into the man’s guts, and as he was kneeled over Joseph broke open his skull with another pommel smash. He turned to the bandit leader while taking a dagger out frkm between his breastplate.

The Raiders of Norn

Steel reflected the sun's rays as a heavy blade was brought down onto a goblin's head, splitting the creature in twain. It's bone helmet was no match for the tempered steel of Joseph's sword. Four more rushed him but their meager weapons failed to puncture through his armor, worn as it was, as he retaliated with a wide swing of his sword. It cleaved through two and cut one, leaving the final goblin who had barely managed to avoid getting slashed down. Seeing that it was alone it turned tail to run, only to get stabbed through the back by Joseph's zweihandler. It slipped off his blade, took a few steps forward, and died. Cleaning his sword of the gore using some cloth from the goblins the stoic knight continued onward. Onward into the ruins of Norn.

Fire Emblem: The Eternal War [ENDED]

Letting out a breath of relief Danica put her shield away as she looked over to the newcomer who had stepped in. From her equipment and dress Danica immediately pegged her as an Hoshidian, though there were other places she could've come from too if Danica was wrong. What a Hoshidian was doing here, Danica didn't know, but maybe she didn't need to know. "My name is Danica. Honestly, I only know as much as you do. I didn't even know these Ortusians could've had anything to do with what happened at the Pass. Hell, I was just on my way through when everything became chaotic." Letting out another sigh Danica craned her neck skyward. "Frankly we don't know enough to even start investigating, let alone accusing anyone. I guess that's what we're here for though, isn't it?" She asked while looking towards the others.

@PaulHaynek@Polaris North

The Raiders of Norn

Name: Joseph
Appearance:

Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Magic: Protection Magic - Joseph can has been trying to learn how to create protective wards and barriers, though he doesn't quite have the aptitude for it yet. His education has taught him how to resist magical effects such as illusions and mind control.

Personality: Joseph is a quiet, reserved man who prefers to act instead of speak. Despite his age he doesn't really know much about the world so he often just watches and observes. He is able to keep calm if only because he doesn't want to panic and always tries to think before he acts. Even though he's willing to do most things, he's very reluctant to act on his own and he often relies on others to instruct him. On his own he tends to just stick with what he's good at, and when he has to do something completely new he'd try to get some help first, or failing that, just risk everything on doing it right the first time.

Background: Joseph was a simple carpenter trying to survive a monsterous world when he received a vision. He woke up one morning and saw a vision of great warfare in a distant land, where he was clad head-to-toe in magnificent armor and wielding a mighty sword. He fought many enemies and saved many people, and it all felt so real to him. When he woke up he tried to just think it was all just a dream, but then a missionary arrived to his home. This missionary preached to Joseph about fighting some grand evil and that he was one of many chosen to be a holy warrior. Joseph didn't believe him at first since he was never even religious, but he did want more from his life. After a week thinking about it, Joseph sought the missionary out and decided to join his religious order.

When Joseph joined the missionary's church, they trained him and many others on how to become a knight. Many failed and Joseph was close to giving up himself. They put him through grueling, almost tortuous training. Hundreds had joined but after five years of training, only Joseph and three others became knights. But that only prepared him for the physical aspects of his knighthood; after proving his body was strong, he was made to learn magic, which tested his willpower and mind. He was given a harsh education and mentally challenged, breaking even, but he did not give up. He learned the spells by force of will and broke out of mind-altering enchantments and regained his personality afterwards each time they tried to change him. After another five years of this, Joseph was ready to become a true holy warrior. A real paladin.

But then he had a crisis of faith. A moment of weakness. During his training, he was swayed by a devilish temptress disguised as a fair maiden. She desperately needed his help; she preyed on Joseph's desires to be seen as a noble knight and save the innocent. She made Joseph take an important relic from his temple, tricked into thinking that it would save her and her ailing family. But she was just a thief who made Joseph steam a valuable and powerful artifact. When his masters learned of this, Joseph was banished from his temple, his paladin training ending. Desperately he tried to reconcile with his teachers, trying to convince them that he had been tricked and would learn. They turned him away each time until eventually they gave him one option: He find the relic that was taken and bring the head of the thief.

And so Joseph wandered, spending many more years seeking clues about the stolen relic, the vile witch who had tricked him, and doing his best to maintain his code of honor as his hopes and dreams were dashed against the tides of fate. When all seemed lost, he found a single spark of hope: a town called Brighthaven. A den of thieves and the city of Norn, where relics of all types were found. Finally his journey was coming to an end. He was getting so close to redemption. He would not nothing, no one, stop him. No matter what price he had to pay...

Equipment:
Old Knight Armor - Once strong yet flexible steel armor that covers Joseph's body completely with a cloak. While specially designed by his temple to provide as much comfort as possible for Joseph, it has seen better days and has many crude repair jobs done to it. It works well enough but it's about time Joseph replaced it.
Greatsword - A long two-handed sword heavy enough that most people need two hands to use, but Joseph has trained himself hard enough that he can use just one. It's strikes may be slow, but it only needs one slash to cleave most foes.
Crest Shield - Said to be a magic shield baring the crest of Joseph's temple. It's not, however compared to his armor his shield has survived worse and is still in very good condition.
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Made in Abyss [Closed]

@liferusher

I changed his past with his parents. Also I know Orth is on an island, Andy doesn't know that though. Still he'll arrive at some point via boat probably as a stowaway.

Made in Abyss [Closed]

@Zelosse

The Legend never dies.

The Raiders of Norn

@Duck

I changed some of the stuff. I made it so that Joseph was trying to learn the magic but never really managed to cast a spell, though he does still have the training for mental resistance.

I made it so that he was tricked during training and got kicked out from his temple, so now he's in Brighthaven trying to get the missing relic back and to hunt down the person who stole it in the first place. he really wants to finish his training and it's been rough for him ever since he got exiled, so hopefully that'll make him pretty desperate.

I also changed his armor so that it's older and more worn out. Still good armor, but like Lucius's character it's better off replaced than repaired.

As for strengths and weaknesses, I can't really think of any particular physical weaknesses, but he does still cling to his honor for better or for worse. he can't deny a cry for help but it also makes him easy to trick, since he'll come to the aid of anyone who needs his help. He'd rather risk getting killed in an ambush than ignoring someone in need. His faith has allowed him to remain strong in his darkest moments but it also made him very ignorant in a Knight Templar sort of way, so he doesn't work well with pagans and other nonreligious people. He's basically a crusader.

Fire Emblem: The Eternal War [ENDED]

"I was certainly at Dragonrage Pass. And what I know was that neither side had any idea what was going on. Utter chaos. Both sides so quick to go at each others necks that they'd made the flimsiest reasons to justify it. It's no more likely the Ortusians any more than it was the Archanea." Danica said confidently. She's seen false flag operations before, and while she's certain there was some conspiracy going on, skipping the investigation to go right into the execution was just the sort of panicking knee-jerk reaction any political manipulator wanted. Danica turned to the common soldiers who seemed like they were merely following along with the loudest mouth among them. Perhaps if they could think for themselves they'll relize the mess they're about to get themselves into. "And honestly, do you all really want to start picking fights with foreign nations now? I understand the need to look strong, but this sort of mob mentality thing just makes you look weak. Clinging to someone who makes the most noise without thinking for yourselves, that makes it no better than sheep. And I know you're all better then that."

@PaulHaynek