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Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

-Kára Raskstål-

Well, that was a dissapointment...

To be honest, Kára didnt really know what she should have expected with her first class. She vaguely knew what a school entailed but she hadnt expected it to be this boring.

When she had entered the classroom she was apparently just too late to introduce herself beyond the point of telling people her name. Well, it's possibly better without everyone knowing of where she actually comes from. It's not like she's ashamed of her home or anything like that. But she'd just be abit more comfortable of telling it face to face to people and not blaring it out infront of a class filled with unknown people. Who knows what they might do with that information eh?

Back on topic however. After that little thing not alot was going on. The teacher seemed abit odd, but that's it. She would have liked to get to know some of the people in her class abit better but apparently talking when miss excentric was talking wasnt allowed. It kind of annoyed Kára. It wasnt like this teacher had alot of interesting things to say. She just kept on yapping about how the human body was all fleshy and meaty and such... She really seemed fixated on the meaty bits.

After that biology class had ended there was some other class she had to attent and it was even more boring then the last one. If Alfrigg hadnt pecked her several times she might have accidentilly fallen asleep! And you know what made it even worse? Her stomach was rumbling all the time! She was so damn hungry that she was very tempted to attempt to roast Alfrigg if he would have disturbed her little nap again!

Luckily that class was over now and thus she moved over to the cafeterria which was obviously not the way she initially went. She got lost... great. She was tempted to just fly around the school and look for it from the skies. Alfrigg advised against this however and opted for the far more boring method of asking a staff member... Damn feathered jackarse, always making things less fun!

Anyway, some kind lady pointed the way to the cafeterria and Kára ran as fast as she could. Soon she could smell the aroma of lovely foo- By the gods, that didnt smell like proper food! There was no smell of ale! No roasted boar! What kind of hellish realm was this?!

She was so moved by this that she did not notice where she was lumbering towards... And thus she ran into some guy.

Kára look at the guy and he seemed to look a couple of seconds at her face... Was he checking her out? He smiled and then started to say so stuff. Ooh... Apparently he thought that it was his fault. Eh, she was gonna roll with it. And did he say that his name was Lukas Kunze? Ooh, and it seemed that he was indeed hitting on her... Although she didnt really know why he would ask her to take him to heaven. Cant he just fly by himself or anything? Didnt humans invent flying machines?

Anyway, Kára made sure that she was going to respond to this Lukas before Alfrigg, who was sitting on Kára's shoulder, could respond to him. Else she'd never hear the end of how he was called handsome...

Kára she straightend herself. "Ooh dont worry about it mate." she said in her broken English. "I wasnt watching where I was going either." She put up a mischievous smile at Lukas. "And I gotta ask, did that pick up line ever work on anyone?" she chuckled at him. "Well, atleast you tried eh?" She shruged at him. "Ooh what the hell, you gave me your name, only fair to give mine."

She stuck her hand out to Lukas. "My name is Kára Raskstål, I am honoured to meet you Lukas Kunze"

Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

Dear @IrishAngelQueen,

First off, we would really appreciate it if you would post your CS to all the GMs.

Secondly, your character is unreasonably OP. Dont take this the wrong way but have you even looked at the other CSs and compared them with your new character? Because if you did then you would have seen that the power scaling is way off.

I'll go on a point by point basis as to why your character is unreasonable.

-Faelar can transform into a Hellhound at will.

This power, on its own, would have already been fairly powerful. But that is me estimating that she would be a low powered Hellhound. You did not specify in anyway what the powers of this "Hellhound" would be. For all I know it can spit fire which instantly melts stone. Aka, way too strong. The power is not explained enough and thus cant be accepted in its current state.

That would have been my response if it was the only power she had, but it seems like this was actually just a side effect.

-Know someone's deepest fears by placing her hand over their heart.

Being able to instantly do something which is not teleportation or camouflaging yourself is an automatic nope, especially if it is a vital thing like knowing someone's inner fears. This is actually more of a godmodding ability, which is not allowed in any way, shape or form.

-Raise a small band of Shadow Warriors-Skeletal warriors held together by shadows.

Again the same as with the Hellhound ability. Not specified enough and too strong to be another side ability. Should be the main focus and probably only ability you posses.

-Cloak herself and others with shadows-it comes in handy when pulling pranks.

This one I have no issues with, although combined with the other powers this just makes her rediculously OP. Especially if she can summon an army to fight for her.

-Exorcise and send lower-tier demons back to Hell with a single touch.

Again, no instant abilities. If you had this power then we would be unable to use anything occult or demonic as enemies in our RP because there would be no threat at all.

-Destroy objects with telekinesis.

Ehehehe... Nope. You say that she can destroy small to medium objects with telekinesis. What do you define as a medium sized object? A laptop? Or a car? Cause if I compare a car to a Boeing 777 the car isnt really that big of an object. Plus, again, instantly destroying things is a nope.

-While in Hell , she can turn lower demons to dust with a snap of her fingers

Although it's unlikely, this power right here makes us unable to get any kind of action in hell because you'll just instantly clear the entire room.

If I am to also add your "other skills" then we quickly see that she also possesses Super Strength. Last time I checked that was something we would note under "Powers". Being good with weapons... Eh, you can do that imo.

Now, on to the weaknesses...

Temper is not a weakness but a personality trait.

The sensetive bodyparts are fine though I will ask a question about it later.

"Can send only three lower demons back to Hell all at once." is a trait of your power and not a weakness.

Holy fire and an Angel's blade... Where are we, the normal students, going to get that from if ask? They are viable weaknesses but these seem to be the only two damaging weaknesses. Are these the only things that will hurt her? Because if they are then there is no way that any of the current characters can harm her in any way.

Now, personality.

The whipping... It's abit weird imo. But hey, that's my opinion. Though I would preffer it if you would not enforce this on others.

Backstory...

Nothing to say on this to be honest. Little bare bones but that doesnt really matter. It's got the vital parts in it.

And finally your horse.

Again, should be noted under the "Powers" section and I would like you to add what the "Warhorse"'s traits are.

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Intro post is up :)

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Herja Rikisdatter

Cowfallow Bridge

Herja had been stuck working on her master's fields for the last few hours. When the orcs came and attacked the village he was still stuck in there. His daughter had ordered Herja to save him. All in all she didn't really care for her master. He wasnt the worst one she ever had but that's not saying much. No, the actual reason why she came here is because her Norisi blood demanded her to. This was her first chance in over nine years to finally serve her god again. Kharneth would not be satisfied if she left here without shedding blood.

It seemed many farmhands had already taken up arms against the greenskin invaders. A decent number of orcs laid dead on the bridge but the farmhand bodies were far more numerous. Herja aproached the defensive "line" from behind, her bare feet already completely covered in blood and filth.

The orcs appeared to be regrouping at the other side of the bridge. They probably never expected to have issues dealing with the peasant rabble. A confined space does wonders to someone's combat abilities.

This advantage was quickly lost however, as some of the farmhands charged off of the bridge straight into the orc line. As they were hacked to pieces some of the people seemed to lose hope. Precisely at this time someone uttered a rallying cry.

"Chase them down. If they see us halt our attack, it'll steel them. We don't want them to be steeled."

It seemed to work. Several more joined the fray and it seemed like the orcs had enough of acting organised. "Come on boys! We can't let those puny hummies beat us!" a big orc uttered before he charged out of his line and mowed down two unfortunate individuals with his sword in one swing.

Herja grinned at the sight of the ugly greenskin. This was going to be her target. A worthy sacrifice to Kharneth. The bridge was slowly starting to be less clustered as more men joined the fighting in the streets. Herja pushed a young boy out of her way in her hurry to get to the large orc. No one was gonna steal this one from her.

The orc hadnt been sitting idly while she made her way to him. His blade had gotten stuck as he had swung it at a smaller man. The orc kicked the man in his face and by the time he got back up the orc had released his sword and cleaved the man in two. In the corner of his eyes he saw someone aproaching him. A grin started to form on its piglike face at the sight of Herja.

He raised his blade close to his face and yelled, "Ooh, a female human is coming at me now?" It chuckled in a dark manner before continuing. "Well, I guess I'll go gentle and skin you slowly." It chuckled again. "Or maybe I'll just finish you quickly and be done with it!"

Human... Human?! Did that greenskin just call her a human?! Well, if it was expecting to fight a human then it would be sorely disappointed.

The orc charged at her with the savagery fitting of a beast and a roar which could have deafened people standing around him. It tried to finish the fight quickly by attempting to cleave Herja in two just like what he did to that other man. However, that was not how it would be. As the beast raised it's intimidating weapon above its head and was ready to bring it down on Herja he was suddenly stopped. Confused the greenskin looked at his target, trying to understand what was happening.

Herja had actually grabbed his wrists and was now stopping the orc from lowering his weapon on her. The orc bellowed in anger at her as it was pushing and pulling to find a way to get out. Herja grinned at the orc as it was trying to free itself from her grip. She slowly started to tighten the grip and as she did she could feel the orc's bones slowly giving way to then finally snap. The orc yelled in pain but Herja was not done yet, there was still that big sword hanging above her.

She now applied more presure and forced the orc on it's knees. The sword now fell behind the orc and Herja no longer had any risk from this one orc. It looked up at her with its piglike eyes. She could see the realization. What it had concieved as an easy kill appeared to be its undoing. It amused her.

However, it was time to finish this little thing they had going on. So as the orc was knelt before her she lifted its arms up to the point where they were stretched to their extreme. She then gave a strong kick against the orc's nose. When she retracted her leg the orc's head was bend backwards in an unnatural angle. Eh, I had expected more from him. she thought to herself.

She had no time to admire her fresh kill however as more fighting was going on and that meant more orcs to kill!

Herja saw the orc's weapon laying on the ground. It wasn't fancy looking or anything. It was a broad single edged sword with some sort of hook at the opposite side. It seemed like a weapon ideal for cleaving into meaty opponents who werent very well armoured. Ideal for the orcs who were rampaging across town. Herja picked up the blade and was suprised at the weight of it, not that she had any problem with lifting it up though.

She looked at the orc again one last time, then back at her blade. Well, Kharneth demands blood... she thought as she raised the blade over her head and brought it down with an incredible amount of force, splitting the orc in two. I guess this will do for now. she thought with a smirk.

Two orcs popped up in the corner of her eye. They had broken through and were about to charge in on some of the unlucky farmhands. Herja had no time to warn them so she did the only thing she could do in this situation: She charged at the two beasts herself, bellowing out a fierce battlecry which rivaled that of the fierce greenskins.

Now, if only those blasted farmhands dont get in my way...

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Yay, my character is accepted! Now to think of the introduction post... :P

(Incase people were wondering where I got my acceptance of the character. I send the CS in a PM over to the GM because I just preffer it that way, plus it keeps the OOC clean imo.)

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Race: Norisi

Race Description: The Norisi are the people from the cold and hostile north. It is said that they are the decendents of the ancient frost giants and it isnt really hard to realise why this is said. Norisi are generally much bigger and stronger then humans, aswell as very resistant to natural cold. However they still resemble humans closely in other features.

The Norisi are a proud yet also savage people. They are known as a scourge from the north as they are frequently raiding the northern states. The Norisi are attempting to settle in the more warmer south. The problem is that these territories are usually already claimed by different lords. This causes some friction ofcourse and since the Norisi want to eat the whole cake and not just a slice… It usually results in bloodshed.

Avatar: Kharneth, the Lord of Blood. Kharneth's followers are both warriors and explorers without exception, if only in mind than in occupation. His followers build no temples but rather worship him on the battlefield or by going beyond the horizon and explore new lands. He is not just the god of senseless slaugther but also of martial pride and honour. It is said amoung the Norisi that if a follower Kharneth were to break his word Kharneth would come down from his throne and crush the man’s soul, denying him a place in Kharneth’s great hall.

Name: Herja Rikisdatter

Gender: Female

Age: 22

Appearance: Herja would have been a very much sought after woman in a Norisi clan. She has a pretty too look at face, has bright blue eyes and a series of tattoos over the right side of her face. Her red hair is almost always styled in a typical Norisi fashion. (A mixture of braids and straight hair. Pretty much a viking kind of hairstyle) All in all not so bad is it? Well, she’s also standing in at 6’10 and has a massive muscular frame, as is typical for all the Norisi. She has a rather pale complexion compared to the others, eventhough she is a slave and works from dusk till dawn in the scourching sun. She also has several scars on her back which are a reminder of her previous owner and his tendency to use a whip to get his slaves to do his bidding.

Current Equipment: At the start of the RP Herja only posseses the rags her master gave her and the slave colar she wears. She is not trusted with any tools and is seen more as property then as a living being, hence why she doesnt even have anything resembling shoes.
There is only one thing which is truely hers; a small pendant in the shape of the rune for Kharneth. It is the only thing she has left of her old life.

Handy Skills: -Strong as an ox. Herja, thanks to her Norisi physique, is able to perform great feats of strength. These involve very practical applications like lifting heavy objects, pulling a plow or tearing a man’s arm off and club him to death with it.

-High pain resistance. This is what you get when you have a person who’s body already has a higher then average resistance to pain and you combine that with years of torment from various masters. Note though that the word used is resistance and not immunity. She does feel pain and while she might be able to take some major injuries it will still hurt her. She just doesnt show it.

-Good at tracking. This is something she was thaught when she was still a little girl by a member of her clan. She is good at tracking animals and humans alike. This will be a valuable skill for hunting for dinner.

Not So Handy Skills:-Loner. Imagine being taken away from your hometown at the age of 13 and then being dragged across the land into a foreign country with people distrusting you and worshipping foreign gods. Now imagine being sold into slavery and being treated as an object for 9 years, all the while being hated and beaten just for being a Norisi. Just imagine what that does to your trust of the people of that land. Needless to say, Herja is not really a people person.

-No diplomatic skills at all. While being a brute might have its advantages from time to time, threatening the man who holds your entire village hostage is not the best way of doing things. Herja however… She would probably still do that.

-No understanding of local affairs. Herja does not really know how to deal with Ashuran society and they dont really like her either. She does not understand some of the local costums and also has some limited issues with the language.

Personality at RP's Start: For nine years Herja has been treated worse then a dog. Needless to say, she is not really a person with a pleasant view on life. She is filled with supressed hate for all of the people of Ashuran. However, there may be a silver lining. Herja still has her people’s sense of honour in her. And if she were to meet someone who shows an act of kindness towards her then she will do whatever she can to protect them.

Facts Likely Known To Others: Herja is probably looked at with either disgust, fear or just ignored. She is a Norisi, the scourge from the north. They loot, rape, maim, kill and burn anything they can find. Surely this girl is exactly the same! Or so they would think. Propaganda does wonders to shape the view of the peasant rabble.
Herja barely ever spoke during her times as a slave so it wouldnt be suprising to find alot of people who think of her to be a mute.
It is generally known by the people of Cowfallow that Herja is a slave. Only new arrivals would not know of this.

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@Zoldyck Yay! high dutchie!

@Flynn

Shh! Dont make it so obvious to everyone! I nearly fell from my windmill! :P

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Good morning/afternoon/evening/night dear sir/madam GM :D

Is there still room for one more character cause this looks like a really awesome RP :)

Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

-Kára Raskstål-

Kára released Alfrigg and smiled at Nina. "Thanks ma'am but that's all we needed to know." She looked over at Alfrigg with a grin on her face. "Isnt that right Alfrigg?" Alfrigg wasnt really looking forward to be grabbed by his beak again. It hurt like hell and Kára's strong grip didnt help much either. Alfrigg looked up at Nina and nodded. "Indeed, thank you for your help. We really appreciate it." He made a bow on the desk before he flew back on Kára's shoulder.

Kára made a bow towards Nina on her turn. "May the gods watch over you." she said before looking up at Nina with a grin on her face. With you around she'll need all the help she can get...

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Several minutes later.

(Norse)"Well, this is it. The biology classroom of Miss Hillard." Alfrigg said as they stood infront of the door to the classroom. "Doesnt look that intimidating to be honest. Why was that Nina person so insitant on us not being late? What's this teacher gonna do, eat us?" Kára chuckled as she went over to the door.

As she was reaching over to the door Alfrigg thought it was the perfect time to note an extraordinary accessory Kára was carrying. "Kára, care to explain to me why you're carrying your shield on your back?" Kára grinned at the bird as she pushed the door handle in and opened the door. "Ooh silly Alfrigg. You know I cant go anywhere without my shield."

A girl carrying a shield walks into a classroom while talking to a raven... This almost seems like the setup of a joke dont you think?

Herculean Academy: Arc 1 - Welcome To The Academy

-Kára Raskstål-

Kára perked her head up at the mention of the possiblity that her roommate might be a tad bit violent. She looked exitedly over to Alfrigg who already saw the writing on the wall. Gods, why have you forsaken me?! is all that went through his mind at this moment. Kára on the other hand was rejoiced over the fact that she would atleast have an entertaining roommate. Maybe they could become comrades and cause abit of misschief here and there. Not enough to get thrown out ofcourse. If she got thrown out then that might also be Alfrigg's queue to send her back home and Kára didnt want that, ooh no.

Alfrigg was not really amused at the prospect of having a potential fight on his hands... Or feathers, whatever. So he looked over to Nina. "Thank you for being helpfull. However I must express my concern tha-" His sentence was quickly cut short due to Kára practically jumping out of her chair and grabbing Alfrigg by his beak, rendering him unable to speak. (Norse)"Hush Alfrigg, I'll handle it, okay?"

Kára directed her attention to Nina and she quickly put on a smile to, unconvincingly, try to look innocent. (English)"So," Kára said, "when do I get to meet this "Lonnie"?"