Fantasy A Silent War <CS>

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Name;
Age;
Gender;
Height;
Weight;
Appearance;
Personality;
Bio:
Merc. Specialty;
Equipment/Weapons:

 

[Kabboom]

Accepted

Name; Fenroy Aldie

Age; 28

Gender; Male

Height; 187cm

Weight; 67kg

Appearance;

Personality; Fenroy is grumpy, but has a kind heart. He cares for other people, despite the angry look on his face. Although he wields a mighty sword, he has a soft spot for animals, and would become absolutely furious if he heard of a mistreated animal. During combat, however, his attitude changes completely.

He becomes completely quiet, except for grunts and war cries for intimidation and adrenaline. He becomes focused, with his anger overflowing him, allowing him to move fluently with his blade, while still kept alive by his rigorous training since early adulthood. He pays absolutely no attention to the wellbeing of others around him, swinging his sword with wild abandon, which makes him an ineffective team player.

Bio: He hails from an obscure region located somewhere around Skylark's North, born into a farmer's family. As a child, he helped his father plant potatoes and watched over his father's cattle for him, and helping his mother with chores. Despite his father's wishes for him to continue the family tradition and take up farming, Fenroy's life took a different turn.

During his teenage years, a group of mercenaries passed by his village, on their way to another location, which helped inspire Fenroy to become one later on in his life. Among this group, there were many especially gifted men, including an animal handler; this man had an entire wagon dedicated to specially trained animals, waiting eagerly to be sold or utilized.

The young Aldie boy became acquainted with this man, and as a token of friendship, he gifted a bat, specially trained but with an injured leg to Fenroy, who graciously accepted the animal and through time and medicinal herbs, healed the bat. When he was old enough to live his own life, Fenroy set out to become a mercenary.

His first assignment as a mercenary was... rather tough. Armed with a rudimentary sword and shield, he was part of an infantryman unit, sent into the meat grinder somewhere in the kingdom to settle a petty dispute between a few nobles. The entire unit was slain to the last man, with only Fenroy left standing. But the man had the gods of Luck on his side, because in the final moments of battle, he attacked and killed the leading nobleman on the opposing side, causing morale to shatter and the rivalry to an end. As a souvenir, Fenroy took the man's massive sword.

Over time, he rose through the ranks of the combat mercenaries, and also found an use for his pet bat. He was almost always employed as the scout, for the bat gave him unprecedented access into the corners of the battlefield, especially at night. The bat had difficulties when returning to him in battle, though, and Fenroy remedied that by applying a coat of blue paint on his face, as well as wearing bright blue attire to get the attention of his pet bat, which he named Aldir.

Merc. Specialty; Animal scouting: Fenroy's trained bat companion, Aldir, can use a simple code it has been trained to use to "scout" a position and give Fenroy the important details. Aldir can also help him during combat, with harassing attacks and maneuvers from above.

Equipment/Weapons:
+ Nordhelm Warcrest: A special crest worn by Fenroy, crafted to ensure resilience, allowing him to possibly glance off a lucky hit or two, or enhance his damage when he is headbutting someone.
+ Brinford Claymore: A big Claymore sword with a decorated crossguard, customized by its holder to catch an enemy weapon as it slides down the sharpened blade. The pommel is a converted hammer's head, able to do massive crushing damage if swung correctly.
+ Short Spearhead Dagger: A small, serrated knife assuming the form of a spear head, tucked into a scabbard which usually lies on Fenroy's waist belt. In times of need, he relies upon this weapon as a force multiplier.
+ Blue Paint Dust Pouch: A small leather bag hooked onto Fenroy's attire, resting on his right hip, containing the blue paint dust that he uses to apply onto his face. As a dirty trick, this dust could be used against the eyes of unsuspecting foes, dropping their guard for an easy kill.
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Accepted

• Personal Information
• Mercenary Information

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  Name - Syrenne Overton
  Age - 24
  Gender - Female
  Height - 6'0"
  Weight - 146 lbs
  
  Personality - Syrenne is a very extroverted person, which makes getting close with her targets incredibly easy. She isnt afraid to get dirty with her work, but she's logical enough to know when a different approach is needed. She loves a good drink every now and then, getting carried away every now and then. Its hard for her to sit still and she cant stand silence.
  
  Bio - Originally a member of the the Skylark military, Syrenne was under the name of Ester and young, age 19. She hated how formal and organized everything was. She ended up faking her death by simply disappearing without a trace. Without any other evidence that she was alive, the King of Skylark pronounced her dead. Ester spend a number of years in solitude until she eventually came back to Skylark at the age of 22, using Syrenne as her new name.
  
  With her new life, she did what she wanted to do. Pick up jobs and get lots of money. She became a solo mercenary, roaming the back alleys and offered her services to anyone who was looking for someone to do business with. She's done everything from disguising to killing and everything in between. It was the life she always wanted. People who she remembered perfectly barely remembered her in return, making her past image practically disappear.
  
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  Merc. Specialty - Stealth and Assassination --> Syrenne was able to learn different techniques and approaches as to how to move without being seen. She knows how to make her kills quick and silent, or noisy if need be. She's grown accustomed to seeing in the dark. She's decent with ranged combat, being able to throw knives at blinding speeds.
  
  Equipment/Weapons:
  Assortment of knives - Syrenne always has a decent amount of knives on her, mainly for throwing. She usually carries about 10, 5 on each side of her.
  Dagger Claws - Having one for each hand. Syrenne uses these claw like weapons as her go weapons most of the time,
  
  Spoiler: Claw

  
  
  Single Edged Sword - As a backup, and for more larger opponents, Syrenne uses this sword when she feels overwhelmed in a fight or simply feels like it
  
  Spoiler: Sword

  

 

[The Fluffiest Floof]

ACCEPTED

Fabia Schwarzhand
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REQUISITE

Name: Fabia Schwarzhand
Aliases: Corvus Nocte
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Specialty: Assasination/Spywork

PERSONAL

Personality:
Fabia seems to have two faces. For easier understanding, one can seperate them into Corvus Nocte and Fabia. Corvus Nocte is her always then, when she is "at work", while the rest of the time, she will be herself, Fabia.
Fabia is very closed off towards strangers. She does not easily trust and says little to nothing, except for sharp, sarcastic comments. But once you gain her trust, she shows to be a very joyful and energetic person.However, while it is hard to get her sad, certain things will easily get her angry. If she is, she usually seeks distance, trying not to act out of anger. She usually gets out her pencil and paper and sketches around then, that cools her down.

Corvus Nocte on the other side is all serious. Knowing nothing but her mission, she even tunnels a little. That means, she does miss everything that is not mission-related. That much determination and focus is not always helpful, as it does make her miss things and informations that she might have a use for at other times. She further is very cold towards friends, that makes being friends with her hard. WHen coming from a mission, she is very tense and the slightest thing can get her angry. That is why she usually withdraws and draws or sketches immediatly afterwards.

Hobbies: Though she does a lot of training, she likes to draw in her free time.
Quote's: "Shhh. That was nothing. Only a ravens call." "Letting the enemy know they are in a fight is the first mistake."

COMBAT

Equipment: As already shown on the picture, Fabia has a wide range of tools with her. Below is a list.
-A black steel longsword
-six daggers, two straight, two slightly and two heavily curved
-a crossbow on her bracelet. This is not too strong and shots only hurt like a bee´s stinger. The bolts can be covered in a wide range of posion to have the wished effect.
-A ring, looking nothing special, having a strong, but flexible steel wire inside it.
-An aresnal of poisons. From a quick death to a lost consiousness.
-A small black metal box full of Raven feathers.

Skills & Abilities:
Naturally, as a trained elite spy and assassin, Fabia is excellent in not being seen. She can sneak and hide very well.
Due to her training and build, she is further very fast and has quick reflexes. She is skilled with all weapons she carries. Further, Fabia can very well see, be it day or night. Lastly, is masterly skilled in hand to hand combat, knowing how to take out an opponent weaponless without needing too much raw strength. On a side note, she is very well at drawing.

Weaknesses:
While she is fast and great when attacking from the shadows, Fabia lacks pure strength and stamina. Further, once detected, she has little countermeasures against heavily armored or long ranged opponents.

BACKGROUND

Young Fabia
Fabia Schwarzhand was born the daughter to a simple maiden and a butler. Nothing fancy. The two however were very loving, though pretty poor. Fabia grew up with little things and few to none friends. But she grew up to a good person none the less. Little Fabia did not understand why some had more than others by birth, but her parents did explain to her that that was just the way things were. Fabia was confused, but accepted it. With 7, she found a raven with a broken wing. She brought it home, asking if she could keep it. Her parents, after some discussion, said yes. That was the day Fabia met her friend Corvus. It grew alongside her and still does.

Nox Mortem
When she turned 10, something rather bad happened. Her family´s residence, a small house, got burgled. To the families unluck, they were at home. While the little girl could hide, her having a natural ability to not be detected, her parents were less lucky. They were found by the bandits, a group around a very infamous leader. Fabia did not notice any of that. The only thing she next knew, was a man in black attire finding her hiding spot. He told her he would do no harm and she asked where her parents were. "They helped me defeat the bad people and took a vacation.", was the answer she got. The man took her with him. That was her first contact to her master, Nox Mortem.

Corvus Nocte
The man raised her and as the curious kid she was, she quickly understood what his profession was. She became his trainee and to a point his hire. Luckily, she seemed to learn quick and have all the natural skills one would need as an assassin. With 18, it was hard to tell who was better anymore. When Fabia grew 21, her master passed. In his last breath, he told her he was proud that she was to take his place. He gave her the name Corvus Nocte, Raven of Night, due to her pet raven. Since that time, she is one of the best assassins to be found, infamous for her skill. She is known to, once accepting a mission, fulfill it and leave behind a raven´s feather. She has yet to fail a mission she accepted.

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Name; Aria Valkaryn
Age; 27
Gender; female
Height; 5'2
Weight;120 lbs

Spoiler: Appearance

Personality; She does not speak much and when she does it is quiet and polite almost monotone. She has a very even temperament and rarely fights back or questions anyone about anything. Her subject all say she is kind and fair in all judgement, and very generous with her people.

Bio: As the only female child of the royal family she was raised extremely sheltered and was always accompanied by one of her brothers or members of the royal guard. She has never been seen outside the walls of the castle making it hard for her to gain suitors. She is however know to play a large part in her fathers politics, whether it be simple things such as deciding the fate of criminals to large matters of foreign policies. Rumors has it that it is her temperament that has kept her father from scaling to war.

 

[Trappy]

Accepted

Name: Brutus Galicius​

Alias: Ser Hightower; The Titan
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Height: 198cm
Weight: 85kg

Personality

Brutus was gifted with an easy-going attitude and a bright smile despite his menacing appearance, towering most of the common folk. It is said that Brutus can laugh the snow off mountaintops. The often jovial Brutus Galicius enjoys food, drinks and good music. He enjoys selling his expertise in killing even more. Adventuring is his life, he's an outright foolhardy yet bold enough to tackle whatever danger Life throws at him.

Bio

Brutus was born noble. This comes at a surprise for most people. He hails from a neighbouring dukedom, and the Gods have gifted him with the inhuman strength and noble blood. Yet young Brutus rejected the latter gift, forsaking his blood-rights. Instead, the young boy embraced the life of adventuring when a group of pilgrims came across his land. From this point, the young, reckless boy had lived many lives: from a young lord to a pilgrim, then merchant, thief . . . the list goes on.

No one really knows for sure, but it is rumoured that by the time he was 20, Brutus was already a member of the mercenary guild, already earned a bit of reputation, and had travelled to every corner of the Known World and fought over 20 battles, fought between strangers whose names and agendas he could not remember. Although the last one might've been one of the stories drunk men tell each others.

Ser Hightower - He was jokingly named by his fellow mercenaries, a reference to his background which-despite preferring an adventurous life-he takes great pride of. However, The Titan, as he's nicknamed by his opponents on the field might be a more fitting name, judging by his appearance. A towering Titan of incredible strength, who puts arrows in his foes with his short-bow, slices full-grown armoured knights's limbs off with blunt blades and crushes men's skulls like eggs in his hands.

One could hardly see The Titan within the cheerful Ser Hightower.

Combat

Merc. Specialty: Brutus has perfected the art of archery with passion and practice, being able to ready an arrow within the blink of an eye. With such level of expertise, he had developed a special art of quickly firing multiple arrows in a relatively short period of time, inflicting massive damage upon his foes, especially at close range.

Equipment:
-Short bow: A normal, wooden short bow. Many would take him for a swordsman the moment they give him a glance. But Brutus had developed an interest for archery, and with his strength, he'd proven to be quite talented with a bow.
-Blunt broadsword: A large broadsword. Brutus relies entirely on his strength with this weapon, as the blunt blade could barely do any damage to armoured foes. But smashing them hard with it would make a different story...
-Bronze scale-mail: A fancy, hard-earned prize Brutus had earned after one of the many battles he had participated.
-Curved dagger: A trusty companion of an adventurer, perfect for gutting animals. It can also be a deadly weapon, perfect for slitting throats.

 

[xAlter]

Accepted
Name;
Orion Adeline
Age;
26
Gender;
Male
Height;
5’7”
Weight;
200lbs
Appearance;

Spoiler: Armor

Spoiler: Unarmored

Personality;
Orion is known as a ‘perfect weapon’. He is cold, cruel, and efficient. On the battlefield or during a mission, Orion is emotionless and cold-hearted. He is deadly and cruel, known for getting his jobs done quickly and without problem.He has no problems with killing.

Outside of the battlefield, or missions, Orion isn’t that different from an ordinary man. He is quite extroverted, being able to socialize easily with others. He enjoys the occasional drink and fight as well. Orion is also known for a rather rigorous schedule he keeps outside of missions and battle. He has built up a grueling training regime to keep his body in tip top shape, and keep his skills as sharp as blades.

Orion is notoriously loyal to his friends and comrades, his former team knowing of this. He does not leave a man behind, and if worse comes to worse, he will kill them to keep secrets out of enemy hands. It was once said that Orion killed his teacher when she asked him to.
Bio:
Orion Adeline was born to a nomadic tribe that traveled the deserts of the world. His tribe was infamous for the brute strength and endurance in their otherwise lithe frames. Orion was one such case as he is extremely lithe, although he carries around a greatsword and wears heavy armor.

As a child, Orion grew up like a normal boy, spending time with the men of the tribe. He would work every day, then at night, he would train with his father and tribe brothers. They would be taught sword fighting, assassination techniques, and hand-to-hand combat. Orion excelled in all of these aspects.

Once an 18 year old, Orion left and joined a mercenary group. While he did not get too far in the chain of command, Orion’s prowess and strength was not left unnoticed. He was titled the “Desert Sparrow” due to his swift movements in such heavy armor. At 24, he left the group and is now wandering the world alone.
Merc. Specialty;
Orion specializes in using greatsword and assassination.
Equipment/Weapons:
Crystalline Greatsword: A greatsword made of a special desert crystal and a special metal alloy. The crystal is sharpened to never dull or break. He aptly named it “War”.

Spoiler: War

Dual Curved Swords: A pair of curved swords primarily used in assassination and un-armored combat. Named “Twilight and Tempest”.

Spoiler: Twilight and Tempest

 

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