Character Auditions

Here is where you can post up your characters to be approved. 


Please do not post your character in the actual character section until approved. 


Once approved you can make a thread for that character.


Character sheet formats will be up to you. All I would like is the basics, but placing more into the CS will get you more points. 


Name


Age


Race


Appearance


Personality


Where are they from


History


Magic... if they use magic
 

Name: Dennis Vendell


Age: 17


Race: Human


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Cloths on the right 


Personality: Dennis was a kind child always helping people he enjoyed doing it, as he grew up this more or less stayed the same, Dennis is a quite type often not wanting to talking. Dennis is a calm and collected person not one to get flustered easily but if you bringing up his parents this will cause Dennis to go into a internal rant and fight with himself. Kind and honest Dennis is a kind of guy who is just a good person the only thing he would lie about is his name. He is also hard working and determined refusing to give up sometimes even if he can't do it.     


 


From: A small village in Roland


 


 


History:Dennis grew up in a small village in Roland through the days he would often try at least to him make things just a little nicer he was a kind child. Helping people out whenever he could he enjoyed the interaction with people and this gave him some fulfillment in life. By 9 he was known by some as the happy little helper and others saw him as just some kid but that was fine he never wanted recognition from anyone. He just needed to know he helped and this gave some people a person they could trust and that was a rare luxury in this world. But that started to change when he turned ten you see his dad practiced Black Magic and he wanted his sons to learn it too Dennis didn't really want to but it made his dad happy so he did. From that point on they would practice in secret, and at the end of practice Dennis'es dad would use a special three inch horn to drain the corruption. But the horn would drain some of the energy of the user too, this caused them to get sick sometimes. This in turn caused a decrease in the amount of time that Dennis was seen and some of the people who he considered friends were getting a little worried. By now though Dennis was fourteen years old his training has gone smoothly easing into the simple stuff. By fifteen he was able to cast simple curses and make smoke later and sixteen he could hear spirits but only vaguely. But on his birthday when they were out training they were spotted by a man and guards the three of them ran back to the house. Where they were greeted by more guards and Dennis'es dead mom and sister. This made Dennis'es dad furious and he made cloud of smoke and told his sons to run after handing them the horn. Dennis and his brother made their way out the back but not before grabbing a few things. After they got out and were on the run Dennis'es brother was killed but not before giving Dennis the horn. Now Dennis is a wandering vagabond trying to keep out of sight and only uses magic when necessary.                     


 


Magic: Black Magic 


 


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I actually have two character ideas in case the first one isn't acceptable or you just want more non magic characters in this. If there's something you don't like about either of these characters please just say so and i'll try to fix them up to the best of my abilities.  


Name: Jace Sageroot


Age: 18


Race: Human


Appearance: 


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Personality: A bit on the mad side, although she prefers the term "adventurous" Jace is a rather curious mage who enjoys traveling the world in search of new knowledge.  In her search she travels to the far reaches of the world hoping to learn new things often getting herself into trouble, she has a tendency to lack caution and can be rather arrogant about her abilities.  In social situations, she strives to be the center of attention, she loves to be complimented and have her powers noticed.  Towards her goals she can be quite determined, and will go to great lengths to get what she wants.  


She shares a very strong bond with her eidolon, a large white wolf named Elidin, without whom she would no doubt be long dead.  Elidin is very protective of Jace, mostly due to her self destructive nature, his only goal is to keep his summoner safe. He can be very wise, and has extensive knowledge of the planes and creatures that dwell within them, if only his summoner would heed his advice.   


History: Jace lived a very normal life as the daughter to a traveling merchant, she loved going from place to place with her family, meeting new people, seeing the beauty that the kingdoms had to offer.  Until her discovery of her abilities that is, upon finding out their daughter was a mage, they abandoned her in a small town, for fear of what would happen to them if anyone in power knew they were harboring a mage.  This was two years ago, and since then Jace has spent time traveling the forests, moving from small town to small town in search of more knowledge to hone her skills.  


Magic: Green magic (i think, i wanted to run this by you to see what kind of magic would be acceptable for summoning, green magic has kind of a nature feel to it so it seems the most appropriate)




Name: Elise Arroway


Age: 120


Race: Elf 


Appearance:


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(She's suppose to be an elf so she also has pointed ears)


Clothing would look something like this 


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Ya know? Leather armor, backpack, vials for potions and everything, probably a bit more minimalistic than the picture above but this is the only good alchemist picture i could find. (Alchemists get no love T_T)


Personality:  Fairly introverted, Elise tends not to be the first one to introduce herself, preferring to be alone with her work.  She is slow to warm up to people, and can often come off as cold because of this, but given some time some would find her to be very wise and caring.  In conversation can be very talkative when asked about her craft, as very few people take interest in her work, otherwise she is rather quiet and often listens more than she speaks.  She has a fairly strong affinity for exploration, as before now she rarely left her small village, but she takes great caution as all she knows about the outside world is the warnings given to her by her parents before she left.  


History: Elise was born in  the village of Domum, near Netherfar, her parents were expert alchemists and she quickly took to the craft.  Her life in the village was relatively normal, she spent most of her time in the village, honing her craft, she rarely left the boarders of the forest as her parents feared what lied beyond the woods.  Around the age of 120 she left home in order to expand her knowledge and to create the magnum opus, the one craft that had eluded her families grasp, she wanted to create a Philosophers stone.  


Magic: N/a
 
Name:Gol'seth 
Age:19
Race:Barok
Barok are descendants of the ancient giants. There are two breeds, the armored knights, and the savage barbarians.
Knights have grown an organic chitin,or armor, that gives them their name. The barbarians were a more offensive breed, focusing on physical power, and a prime specimen could collapse a cave system in one blow to The stone.
On average they stand between 12 and 15 feet tall, and are inherently capable of using body enhancing magic in combat with ease.
Appearance:
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Personality: Gol'seth, or simply Gol, is as stubborn as they come. He is truly kind hearted, but with a temper to terrify a drake and a "take no crap" disposition, most see him as a monster,like all his race. When he isn't angry,however,he is very considerate. He can be a bit naive to human culture, but he can be very sweet and caring to those who are kind to others.
Where are they from: Neargashia
History: Gol was raised in a form of tribe, A family unit of usually 5 to 8 members. Gol was sadly born a runt of the litter, most likely from his father's blood. Gol was a hybrid of the two breeds,giving him both the raw power of the barbarians, and the armor of the knights. However this shift was shock to the normal design. At full height he is merely 9 feet tall, much smaller then the others. He was quickly dubbed not only a runt, but an outcast in his blood. He was weak in their eyes, and quickly became the lowest of the group. He would collect food, eat last, be the bait for hunters, and during shortages he may not eat at all. He grew into this life, the weakling, the runt, the useless one, the burden, the outlet for the others frustrations. And honestly it would have stayed like that, if one day hadn't changed his life.
He was out collecting wood for a fire, witch to them was small trees and large branches, when he came across a small family of deer. Usually food, but they were stocked, so that wasn't an issue. However, Gol was fascinated by what he saw. The youngest of the 4, barely walking, was following its mother,the father, a nice sized buck, and in the back...a second young one. It was much slower than the rest, possibly Ill. Honestly the Barok expected it to be left behind,but no, the buck fell back,and gave it a kind nudge along, encouraging it on. This act of kindness was something unfamiliar to the giant, as he watched. He moved closer,wanting to get a better look. Maybe there was something about the fawn he couldn't see. But upon coming closer, the buck quickly put itself between the two. This only made the giant stop. Most creatures would have run,leaving the sick to fend for themselves. This new experience was amazing in his eyes. He simply gave a nod, to the small herd, and moved along, thinking that was the end of it.
It wasn't.
Months later the tribe was moving, as always when the seasons shifted,but this trip different. As they walked, Gol caught sight of another family of deer. To his surprise it was the same he had thought about every day since he saw them. The doe was simply grazing, the buck was on the look out, and the fawns played cheerfully. He took notice of the sickly one. It wasn't able to keep up with its sibling, but it tried. It was amusing to see this, but also it filled The giant with awe. They had just abandoned the fawn, like he expected. It was still around. This made him smile, and he stopped,watching them play. Honestly he lat track of the time as he watched, the deer coming ever closer without noticing the giant as it sat as a stone. At one point the weaker of the two fell, and without realizing it Gol lunged forward, catching it before it crashed to the ground. It was a little confused at first,but after realizing it hasn't hit the ground it gave a glance to the laid out giant it sat on. It gave a small sound,giving his claw a lick in thanks,before trotting to return to its play. They eventually ended up practically in the giants lap, the parents seeming comforted by his earlier actions. Unfortunately one of his older brothers had been sent to find him,and upon seeing this, the runt playing with weak little creatures enraged him. The small family was crushed underfoot without a second thought, Gol only frozen in place as he stared at the blood that splashed on his claws. The older could only laugh at the horrified expression of its sibling,before moving on,ordering for the younger to move...
The rage that boiled inside the runt was to much. For once in his life he wouldn't take it lying down. They wanted strong, he would show them strong. He would make them see he wasn't worthless. He would show them They were wrong. He would...he would...
He was done. He didn't follow his brother. He walks the opposite direction. He continued walking, moving on from this tribe. First he had to leave the territory. Then he would make it himself. He was done with this. He wouldn't stand for it anymore. He would become strong. And he would come back to destroy this tribe. He would carry the blood line. And nothing would stand in the way of his fury...
Magic... if they use magic: Red Magic
 
[SIZE=10.5pt]Name: Dominic Kassandrin [/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Age: 27[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Race: Human[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Appearance:[/SIZE]


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[SIZE=10.5pt]Dominic appears as a messy black-haired mercenary that hasn’t gotten enough sleep.  [/SIZE]His blue eyes are nearly grey and framed by dark, thick brows.  Scars are part of his personality, his arms are decorated with them, the most startling of the scars consuming two-thirds of his back.  His skin is tan so the pale white scars are from deep cuts, the dark scar on his back is clearly from fire.  The scars are a result of his minimal armor approach to fighting.  He wears a dark baggy shirt with wrist-guards, but his hands are bare, sometimes wrapped with cloth.  He at least protects his legs wearing thick leather boots and metal plates on his shins and thighs.  Over his shoulder is a two-handed sword, the hilt just peeking out from over his shoulder. 


[SIZE=10.5pt]Personality:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Dominic is not a cold human being, he jokes sometimes, and particularly enjoys entertaining others.  [/SIZE]But, he’s not particularly trusting and sees people as inherently evil, believing it is too much effort to be genuinely good.  So he tends to not travel with others and only does it when he can’t see any way around the situation.  He feels more comfortable around women than men, as he’s been betrayed by more men than women.   He cares very little about his appearance and will typically appear as if he hasn’t cleaned up in weeks frequently with articles of clothing missing or burned off. 


[SIZE=10.5pt]Birthplace:  [/SIZE]Abalion


[SIZE=10.5pt]History:[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Dominic was born in Abalion a bastard son to some noble from who knows where and an Abalion Red Lady, a glorified whore, known for entertaining clients with red magic.  [/SIZE]The Noble abandoned him and his Mother long before he could talk but there was a large payment to keep them quiet about his lineage. 


[SIZE=10.5pt]Dominic’s Mother raised him alone, with the support of the Noble’s money and the other Red Ladies.[/SIZE]  [SIZE=10.5pt]So Dominic grew up in an Abalion whore house, surrounded by gorgeous women, raised alongside other Red Lady’s children destined to join the “family” business.[/SIZE]  [SIZE=10.5pt]The Red Ladies were known for their red magic and he learned how to use it from a young age.[/SIZE]  They made a deal with the King of Abalion decades ago to be allowed to entertain with Red magic.  I[SIZE=10.5pt]t wasn’t combat magic, it was treated as a parlor trick passed down from mother to daughter, [/SIZE]occasionally a son[SIZE=10.5pt].[/SIZE]  Dominic was trained by his mother in how to make the beautiful sparks and light candles.  [SIZE=10.5pt]As a young child the ladies frequently reminded him the fire is too bright for the publics’ eyes.[/SIZE]  [SIZE=10.5pt]He kept it hidden, until he found the underground fire-fighting communities of Abalion.[/SIZE]  [SIZE=10.5pt][/SIZE]


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[SIZE=10.5pt]Street fighting with fiery fists was a dangerous game but it won you money.  Dominic joined the ranks of the underground fighting society in his teen years.  [/SIZE]Dominic’s mother began to noticed the cuts from games gone dirty and the energy draining from her son’s eyes.  The boy, now man, was told to leave if he planned to continue putting his life in danger.  So he left. 


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[SIZE=10.5pt]He started to travel on his own, knowing he had to continue hiding his magic.  [/SIZE]He developed techniques for hiding it.  He filled his sword’s scabbard with oil and if anyone asked why the blade sometimes burned he’d pull out a box of matches and show them the oil.  It was actually his magic but most people took his explanation as truth and they let him go on his way. 


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[SIZE=10.5pt]One person in particular wouldn’t let it go and began to travel with Dominic.  [/SIZE]Dominic quickly discovered his travel companion was practicing black magic.  He confronted his companion, he looked sickly and Dominic knew black magic wasn't like his magic, it wasn't safe.  The traveler smiled, and tricked his curious companion into looking straight into hell by grasping his cursed horn.  


[SIZE=10.5pt]Dominic was terrified as he gazed over a landscape full of unspoken evils, all the while his new friend explained a spell he would be using to bring this hell to the living world.  Silence fell over Dominic, he couldn't let this continue but he couldn't say anything about it now.  [/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]As they both fell asleep, the monsters and demons dominated Dominic's dreams and he woke up in a cold sweat.  Grabbing his sword from his side he lights it on fire to see the glow reflecting off the wizard's waxy skin.  With a finalizing swing he decapitated the black wizard in the dead of night.  Not wanting to be held responsible for murder or associated with a black magic user he grabbed the black horn the wizard used and walked away.  [/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Less than an hour later, the road's spirits began showing themselves to him, ghosts were everywhere.  The dead left him alone until one attacked him from behind.  In a fast reaction he reached his hand back and threw fire at his opponent, only instead of hitting the opponent it was reflected and slammed into his back throwing Dominic forward and igniting his clothes.  He turned his head to look back, the dead wizard's spirit stood over him and the now spirit fire was licking at his back.  [/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Dominic took the one item that belonged to the wizard out of his bag as he lay on the ground and lit it on fire.  As it burned the spirits began to [/SIZE]disappear[SIZE=10.5pt], the dark spirit began clawing at him for the horn and the fire on his back burned stronger with the spirit's anger.  In a final effort, Dominic turned the horn to ash and the spirit vanished, dispersing the flames on his back.[/SIZE]  He didn’t move for days feeding on the charred remains of his backpack until his entire back had scabbed over.  He returned to the nearest village and received medical care, claiming his companion was a red magic user that did this to him.  


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[SIZE=10.5pt]Following his recovery, he returned to traveling as a mercenary, planning to kill any black magic users he came across. [/SIZE]


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[SIZE=10.5pt]Magic: Red[/SIZE]


[SIZE=10.5pt]Equipment: Burn treatment salves, bandages, a single jar of oil wrapped in damp and then dry cloths, a two-handed sword, sleeping sack, two water skins, and 10 days worth of rations typically consisting of dried meat.  [/SIZE]
 
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Name Benton Peterson


Age: 67


Race: Human ( though anyone who met him might disagree)


Personality: Benton is a very callous person who doesn't put much stock in emotions and prefers logic to rule over ones actions. However Benton isn't above using those emotions to bend others to his goals. Benton is quite reclusive, even before looking like a Frankenstein monster,  preferring the solitude, but recent events has forced him to reconsider his policies.


Kingdom of Origin: Roland


 


History:  Benton was always an avid reader. Blessed with the ability to recall anything he has read just once, Benton used the ability to learn as much as he could on alchemy and medicine and quickly became a pillar of his community as a healer. As the decades marched on and Benton became older his talents were recognized by the crown and he was given the opportunity to serve as the court physician, a position he happily accepted. Having always been a curious person Benton had been making several theories about how to use black magic without killing oneself, but he had to wait until he gained  King Daften's  favor to test any of these theories. After years of service  Benton felt he had finally earned the right to ask about the black magic, on his own birthday no less. King Daften was hesitant at first but Benton assured him that he was aware of the risks and would like to dedicate the rest of his life to understanding the rather lethal magic. Just as Benton was beginning his research King Daften approached him about a rather delicate issue. He had his wife were desperate to have a child but for some reason they could not conceive. This put a lot of strain on the royal family and King Daften wanted to know if he could help. Benton said yes, and before he could explain the risks King Daften ordered that it be done. On that stormy night that the Queen died and Evilin was born King Deften, grief stricken at the lost of his wife ordered that Benton be exiled for his hand her death.


Exiled from his homeland Benton took all of his research and fled to the outskirts of the Oxion to continue his work in peace. As he delved deeper in the dark magic he could feel his body dying from the inside and he knew his old body wasn't going to last much longer. Pinning his very life on one of his theories Benton used his dark magic to take out his own organs and replace them with healthy organs from 'volunteers'. To his amazement the technique worked and he was able to continue living and researching the dark arts.


Magic: Black Magic


Type of magic: Bentons black magic allows him to assimilate flesh and organs of others into himself to counter his constantly rotting state. Having used this ability has taken away the sensation of pain and gives him enhanced strength, though this strength is nothing compared to a stone magic user.o
 
Name: Argen Ninguel


Age: 146


Race: Lycan


Appearance:  
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 Half Beast


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Personality: Argen is a stalwart persona with a will as strong as the steel he uses in battle. He always craves a challenge and when he isn't on the job, is always recklessly searching for powerful opponents to test his limits with. While contracted, Argen is practically emotionless. He follows nearly all orders without question nor hesitation and doesn't differentiate between clients. The most bloodthirsty of warlords to the most righteous of knights to the greediest of thieves, as long as they have the payment, Argen has the motivation. Off contract, He is a independent warrior and rarely relies on others for help but he is still a pack animal by nature. To the people who are close to him, he safeguards them with his life. Should he ever have a woman to warm his bed, he will remain completely loyal to her. His close friends have his heart and his sword (free of charge  ;)  ) He is driven and to see this titan-in-human-skin falter is the equivalent of seeing the moon fall out of the sky.


Where are they from: Nomadic Village in the Tundra near NearGashia


History: From the moment Argen could hold a stick, he was put to the sword, like every other child in his village. A nomadic village of Lycans living just outside of NearGashia's territory. A tribe of fully fledged wolfen warriors. Even in a tribe of Lycans specifically raised to be fighters, Argen and twin sister, Vela Ninguel stood out amongst the rest of the children. Clear prodigies were born in the snows of NearGashia and as they grew older, the only fighters who proved a challenge to them were the oldest, most veteran combatants or each other. Despite constantly fighting, Vela and Argen were as tightly knit as the scarlet scarves they both wore. They both cared deeply for each other and their family. Mother (Vera) was everything  you would expect from a mother wolf. Incredibly kind, warm hearted, compassionate and loving, but f**k with her cubs and it was guaranteed death. Not the quick and painless kind either. They had three younger siblings, two girls (Luna and Rem) and one boy (Hakan). Argen's father (Venton) was a man wise beyond his years. He had once been a strong warrior, like the other men, but had fallen to a grave illness that he had been fighting for many decades. The other Lycans mocked his father for being a weakling but it wasn't too long before the twin prodigies reigned at the top of the village. While Vela was content with leading the tribe and protecting her people, Argen wanted more. He wanted to learn more than just what the tribe had to offer. How much stronger could people get? How many opponents were out there waiting for him that could kill him without batting an eye. The thought made his heart race and it wasn't long before he made the decision to go out into the world to gain strength beyond what they currently had.


Needless to say, Argen's family didn't agree with his ambitions and Vela challenged him to open combat. The twins danced a dance that even the devil and death would be envious of. The deadly exchange of blows and blades between the tribe's two best warriors. Argen came out victorious....by a follicle of hair on his head. There was a moment of hesitation within his twin as she was about to land the decisive blow on her brother and it was a moment that Argen did not let escape. It cost her the battle but ironically, Argen could not bring himself to land the decisive blow either. They merely sat in the crimson dyed snow, blood matting the fur on their half beast forms and tears streaming down their faces. As strongly as they may have felt, they couldn't end each other's lives. Argen promised to return to them once a year until he found the strength he was searching for. As the days went by and Argen was about to leave, his mother had knit his scarlet scarf together with his twin sister's. A request from her apparently, so she could always safeguard her reckless twin brother in his journey. 


Throughout the years, Argen fought many adversaries, claim close to death more times than he could count, realized his shortcomings, and increased his strengths. He learned many different styles of fighting from across the kingdoms and his current style of fighting is a culmination of all that knowledge. He saw many horrors in the world that were unbeknownst to his clan and even was employed by some of these horrible people. Still, his strength as a warrior earned him the coin he needed to travel the known world. He never missed the anniversary with his tribe either, surprisingly. 


Magic/Abilities: Argen doesn't know how to use any form of magic (he's never learned) but he has been nearly killed by it enough times to learn how to avoid the worst of them. Where is magical prowess is lacking, his physical talent makes up for it in leaps and bounds. His racial traits give him enhanced physical traits. Things such as strength, tenacity, agility, reflexes, etc. His perception is several times that of a regular person and it makes sneaking up on him an impossible task unless it is a master assassin. Whenever he shifts forms, these physical traits only become more enhanced, becoming faster, stronger and bigger. While he can fight for hours without succumbing to his wounds, Argen is still mortal. Fatal wounds will still end him like any other living being though it might take him a minute to finally collapse. Wounds inflicted by magic, negate his regeneration, as they were wounds dealt with Ether. The physical wounds will heal but the damage to his soul will remain as if he was a common human being. His regeneration also has clear limits. Minor wounds heal within a few hours but moderate to severe will take several days to heal from completely. 
 
Name: Yang Lu


 


Age: 20


 


Race: Oxion Human


 


Appearance: Standing at 5’9” Yang’s body is fit and compact, carefully sculpted to allow for his lifestyle as an officer in the Oxion Army. His long black hair is typically tied back into a ponytail on top of his head and he will usually wear a Red headband adorned in gold stitching symbolizing his family’s crest. His brown eyes are soft and expressive, giving away his feelings long before he verbalizes them. His weapon of choice is a 9-Ring Broadsword with a black and red cloth attached to the end.


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Personality: The tragedies of Yang's life have shaped him into who he is. When he lost his mother he found himself alone, as his father buried his grief in his work, leaving Yang to sort through his emotions for himself. His only solace was in the imaginary friend he created for himself, whom he pretended to be the little brother he lost. His father quickly shut that down, telling him he was never to play that game again; but he never did forget his invisible brother, who was always beside him through his toughest times. This presence helped to shape him into the warrior, commander and man today. He feels self assured at all times, feeling like there is someone next to him, helping to guide him and protect him. He never doubts his decisions, operating under complete certainty under any circumstance.


He is calm and collected, with a warm disposition that makes men assigned to him trust him, despite his youth. He feels a connection with his Country and the position he holds within it, a deep sense of pride that makes him willing and ready to fight to the death to defend Oxion. He is the sword of Oxion, to be wielded as his emperor sees fit. His youth, fair features and reputation make him sought after by fathers and daughters alike, all requesting for him to marry into their family, but he has yet to find a suitable match for himself, a romantic who wants love and connection, not a political marriage.


His best qualities aside, he has a blood lust that scares even the men under his command. When his sword is drawn, no man stands before him and lives. His magic and skill ensure that any defense that is mounted against him is blasted away or shorn in two. He loses himself, and sees only a blood red world of monsters and death. He is alone in this state, except his "brother's" whispering voice, telling him to keep killing until there is no one else in his path.


 


Where are they from: Oxion


 


History: Born to a high standing member of Emperor Masa’s court, Yang was born in the lap of luxury, all of his needs taken care of until he was taken at the age of 13. When he was 5 his mother died in childbirth trying to bring another son into the world, the pregnancy and labor was so difficult both mother and son died, leaving Yang Lu with only his father, who threw himself into his work to hide the grief of his wife’s passing, leaving only Yang to deal with his emotions alone.


 


Until his father hired him a tutor, who began to teach Yang the lessons he needed to learn to one day take his father’s place. It wasn’t enough for the young Yang who felt lost, alone and angry, so the older man began to teach him how to deal with those emotions, through his family’s tradition of Martial Arts, using focus and exercise to help him feel calm and normal. It was very effective and soon Yang was practicing day and night, trying to work through his feelings.


 


It also led him to believe that since he was so good at it he should join the army, and for the next 8 years that was his goal. During this time his father hired him several different tutors, to teach him more and more for his upcoming roles, including someone to teach him magic, since their position allowed for such training. If his son wanted to fight for the Emperor, he would make sure to present the Emperor with the best possible soldier he could.


 


In everything he did he excelled, while hiding a secret within himself. His grief and loneliness caused there to be a rift in his psyche, and he could feel this cesspit of negative emotions boiling below his consciences, needing a release.


 


That came the first time he hit someone when taken at the age of 13 for training. He was practice sparing with another one of the recruits and when his fist connected he knew that was what he wanted to do, fight to the death. He became consumed by it, eventually graduating at 18 first of his class. His father purchased him an Officer’s rank in the army and he has been serving for the past 2 years to prove himself to the army.


 


Magic: Using his red magic with his martial arts prowess he is known to summon flames and bursts of force to knocking around and burn his opponent, using the magic to augment his own abilities, allowing him to jump higher, run faster and generally cause as much mayhem as possible.


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Name: Yang Lu


 


Age: 20


 


Race: Oxion Human


 


Appearance: Standing at 5’9” Yang’s body is fit and compact, carefully sculpted to allow for his lifestyle as an officer in the Oxion Army. His long black hair is typically tied back into a ponytail on top of his head and he will usually wear a Red headband adorned in gold stitching symbolizing his family’s crest. His brown eyes are soft and expressive, giving away his feelings long before he verbalizes them. His weapon of choice is a 9-Ring Broadsword with a black and red cloth attached to the end.


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Personality: Dutiful to a fault. Yang feels a deep connection with his home country and his family and feels very strongly about his position and job within the army, and he will do anything at all to protect those bonds. He tries to be as kind as possible, but he has a darkness in him that comes out in battle, allowing him to fight through crowds of men as though they were just the air before him.


 


Where are they from: Oxion


 


History: Born to a high standing member of Emperor Masa’s court, Yang was born in the lap of luxury, all of his needs taken care of until he was taken at the age of 13. When he was 5 his mother died in childbirth trying to bring another son into the world, the pregnancy and labor was so difficult both mother and son died, leaving Yang Lu with only his father, who threw himself into his work to hide the grief of his wife’s passing, leaving only Yang to deal with his emotions alone.


 


Until his father hired him a tutor, who began to teach Yang the lessons he needed to learn to one day take his father’s place. It wasn’t enough for the young Yang who felt lost, alone and angry, so the older man began to teach him how to deal with those emotions, through his family’s tradition of Martial Arts, using focus and exercise to help him feel calm and normal. It was very effective and soon Yang was practicing day and night, trying to work through his feelings.


 


It also led him to believe that since he was so good at it he should join the army, and for the next 8 years that was his goal. During this time his father hired him several different tutors, to teach him more and more for his upcoming roles, including someone to teach him magic, since their position allowed for such training. If his son wanted to fight for the Emperor, he would make sure to present the Emperor with the best possible soldier he could.


 


In everything he did he excelled, while hiding a secret within himself. His grief and loneliness caused there to be a rift in his psyche, and he could feel this cesspit of negative emotions boiling below his consciences, needing a release.


 


That came the first time he hit someone when taken at the age of 13 for training. He was practice sparing with another one of the recruits and when his fist connected he knew that was what he wanted to do, fight to the death. He became consumed by it, eventually graduating at 18 first of his class. His father purchased him an Officer’s rank in the army and he has been serving for the past 2 years to prove himself to the army.


 


Magic: Using his red magic with his martial arts prowess he is known to summon flames and bursts of force to knocking around and burn his opponent, using the magic to augment his own abilities, allowing him to jump higher, run faster and generally cause as much mayhem as possible.





If you can detail out Yang's personality section. I feel like I don't know him. All you mentioned was more of appearance traits more than who he is as a person. Everything else is very much in order, but I can not give you the go until the personality section is better. 
 
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Name:  Alexander Scott


Age:24


Race: Human


Appearance:  Alex is normally studying, While studying he wears glasses and a white polo shirt, with smart pants. Alex has snow white hair (use to be bronze brown)


and rain gray eyes (use to be sea blue). When not studying and outside he wears gray wolf cloths, gray wolf gloves, gray wolf coat and gray wolf boots. He weights 160 pounds, 6 feet tail and has a fairly muscular body.


Personality: Alex is arrogant selfish and focused, The only thoughts that go though his head are more,more, stronger. Hes doesn't laugh often, without a sense of humor, hes cares very little about other people, telling someone to there face they faults and imperfections. During conversation gives quick to the point answers, and hopes the other would do the same. Hes very interpenetration not liking to rely on others, well expert for one person.


Where hes from: Paxon


History: As a young boy Alex was raised in the main city of Paxon by two parents, they had enough to survive, as a boy Alex always played with a girl in the city called Sophie.Alex and Sophie spent their whole childhood together, She was a extrovert always smiling, telling Alex to be the best he could be!


Alex's parents where merchants, that sold fish and vegetables in the market. Alex didnt want to become a merchant selling food, he always dreamed of becoming a mage and helping people. He talked about it for hours with Sophie,she Listened but strangle dislike the idea. Looking back now he realized how naive he was.


When he was 13 he marched up the castle finding the first mage he could,a priest,he demand to be trained as a mage! The priest sighed as he knew he the boy would be exiled for this. The priest told him that wasn't up to him and took him to see the king and queen, there where outraged! Strangely though a mage nearby spoke up for Alex, saying maybe the boy could be useful becoming his apprentice. He mentioned as his daughter had no intense in counting his work. The king and queen reluctantly agreed telling him that if the child could not keep up, him and the child would both be exiled for wasting resources.


When Sophie later found out she was furious! One more confusing thing after another for poor Alex, she explained to him that the mage was her father, and her mother was a noble that owned the whole market, and that was the reason they became friends, her mother and his parents where very close friends in business. She explained to him how she hated her father for always choosing his work over her, she was sad to realize that Alex might end up the same


After a few years of training, the only thing on Alex mind was to become more and more powerfully, When Alex became old enough to study on his own Sophie became his assistant, getting him anything he needed, she did this to become closer to him,he cares very much for Sophie. All he thinks about now is how he can serve the kingdom. Now years of practicing and casting magic, have turned his once bronze hair to white and eyes to gray. When the princess of Roland went missing Alex was told he was being sent to Roland to help find her anyway he could, and that Sophie could not come with him.


Magic: Blue magic,able to creature spears and swords of ice, making it snow and freezing objects solid. Alex's dedication payed off, as in a few short years he had already surpassed the mage he was studying under, his dedication is no joke.


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Name:  Alexander Scott


Age:24


Race: Human


Appearance:  Alex is normally studying, While studying he wears glasses and a white polo shirt, with smart pants. Alex has snow white hair (use to be bronze brown)


and rain gray eyes (use to be sea blue). When not studying and outside he wears gray wolf cloths, gray wolf gloves, gray wolf coat and gray wolf boots. He weights 160 pounds, 6 feet tail and has a fairly muscular body.


Personality: Alex is arrogant selfish and focused, The only thoughts that go though his head are more,more, stronger. Hes doesn't laugh often, without a sense of humor, hes cares very little about other people, telling someone to there face they faults and imperfections. During conversation gives quick to the point answers, and hopes the other would do the same. Hes very interpenetration not liking to rely on others, well expert for one person.


Where hes from: Paxon


History: As a young boy Alex was raised in the main city of Paxon by two parents, they had enough to survive, as a boy Alex always played with a girl in the city called Sophie.Alex and Sophie spent their whole childhood together, She was a extrovert always smiling, telling Alex to be the best he could be!


As a child Alex could always move ice and snow, not thinking much of it, When his parents found out they imminently sigh him up to be a mage for the king and queen at the age of 10. Sophie did not take kindly to this as the training was harsh and brutal, Alex was told his magic was the only thing that made him worth anything, and it would be used for the good of the kingdom.


After a few years of training, the only thing on Alex mind was to become more and more powerfully, When Alex became old enough to study on his own Sophie became his assistant, getting him anything he needed, she did this to become closer to him, all he thinks about now is how he can serve the kingdom. Now years of practicing and casting magic, have turned his once bronze hair to white and eyes to gray. When the princess of Roland went missing Alex was told he was being sent to Roland to help find her anyway he could, and that Sophie could not come with him.


Magic: Blue magic,able to creature spears and swords of ice, making it snow and freezing objects solid.

Nicely done, only one problem. Magic is not something someone is born with. They learn it. Everyone has the ability to use it, but it does not come naturally. One spends years of learning, studying and training. So for Alex to know blue magic at such a young age.... It's just not ordinary. His parents would 


A; Have to be nobles.


B: Have special permission from the king or queen.


And C: He would start his training no younger than ten. 


That's the only changes needed for this character. 
 
Nicely done, only one problem. Magic is not something someone is born with. They learn it. Everyone has the ability to use it, but it does not come naturally. One spends years of learning, studying and training. So for Alex to know blue magic at such a young age.... It's just not ordinary. His parents would 


A; Have to be nobles.


B: Have special permission from the king or queen.


And C: He would start his training no younger than ten. 


That's the only changes needed for this character. 

Ah I see xDD that makes a lot of sense,sorry about that ill think about a way to change it.
 
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Name:  Alexander Scott


Age:24


Race: Human


Appearance:  Alex is normally studying, While studying he wears glasses and a white polo shirt, with smart pants. Alex has snow white hair (use to be bronze brown)


and rain gray eyes (use to be sea blue). When not studying and outside he wears gray wolf cloths, gray wolf gloves, gray wolf coat and gray wolf boots. He weights 160 pounds, 6 feet tail and has a fairly muscular body.


Personality: Alex is arrogant selfish and focused, The only thoughts that go though his head are more,more, stronger. Hes doesn't laugh often, without a sense of humor, hes cares very little about other people, telling someone to there face they faults and imperfections. During conversation gives quick to the point answers, and hopes the other would do the same. Hes very interpenetration not liking to rely on others, well expert for one person.


Where hes from: Paxon


History: As a young boy Alex was raised in the main city of Paxon by two parents, they had enough to survive, as a boy Alex always played with a girl in the city called Sophie.Alex and Sophie spent their whole childhood together, She was a extrovert always smiling, telling Alex to be the best he could be!


Alex's parents where merchants, that sold fish and vegetables in the market. Alex didnt want to become a merchant selling food, he always dreamed of becoming a mage and helping people. He talked about it for hours with Sophie,she Listened but strangle dislike the idea. Looking back now he realized how naive he was.


When he was 13 he marched up the castle finding the first mage he could,a priest,he demand to be trained as a mage! The priest sighed as he knew he the boy would be exiled for this. The priest told him that wasn't up to him and took him to see the king and queen, there where outraged! Strangely though a mage nearby spoke up for Alex, saying maybe the boy could be useful becoming his apprentice. He mentioned as his daughter had no intense in counting his work. The king and queen reluctantly agreed telling him that if the child could not keep up, him and the child would both be exiled for wasting resources.


When Sophie later found out she was furious! One more confusing thing after another for poor Alex, she explained to him that the mage was her father, and her mother was a noble that owned the whole market, and that was the reason they became friends, her mother and his parents where very close friends in business. She explained to him how she hated her father for always choosing his work over her, she was sad to realize that Alex might end up the same


After a few years of training, the only thing on Alex mind was to become more and more powerfully, When Alex became old enough to study on his own Sophie became his assistant, getting him anything he needed, she did this to become closer to him,he cares very much for Sophie. All he thinks about now is how he can serve the kingdom. Now years of practicing and casting magic, have turned his once bronze hair to white and eyes to gray. When the princess of Roland went missing Alex was told he was being sent to Roland to help find her anyway he could, and that Sophie could not come with him.


Magic: Blue magic,able to creature spears and swords of ice, making it snow and freezing objects solid. Alex's dedication payed off, as in a few short years he had already surpassed the mage he was studying under, his dedication is no joke.


@NovaNovass

Very much accepted. (^_^) Thank you for making the changes needed. 


You are aloud to make a Character thread for Alex when you wish, and also you may now join into the IC. Welcome aboard to 'Cursed'. (^_^)
 
Very much accepted. (^_^) Thank you for making the changes needed. 


You are aloud to make a Character thread for Alex when you wish, and also you may now join into the IC. Welcome aboard to 'Cursed'. (^_^)

Thank you xDD im glad you like it.
 
Name: Jarrett Carson aka The Stranger


Age: 29


Race: Human


Appearance: 
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Personality: Jarret is a very distant man not want or really even being able to form attachments with most anyone. He prefers to a watcher or a viewer and helps from the shadows. He does hold alot of compassion carry deeply for humanity and wanting to see it break out of its current dark shackles.He has a rather dry sense of humour. He does hold a fair bit of arrogance due to his rather large knowledge of the land. He doesn't (Not matter much he would like to think otherwise) know everything. This does lead to him thinking he knows best but if proven wrong he will not hesitate to apologies. He is also a man of honour, mostly due o his upbringing.


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Where are they from: Cobblestone


History: Jarrett Carson was born to a happy family in Cobblestone the farther a royal guard the mother one of Queen Natalia's personal hand servants.While not exactly royals the family were close enough to be give permission to use magic, though the farther had no time for it, the mother knew of white magic.  The son had a nice upbringing with the farther teaching the soon combat and the mother teaching the son Light Magic. He from a young age became quite adapts at it. Not that it saved him form what came later. One day when the family were walking around the outskirts of the kingdom, on a picnic or the like. Something attack. A demon one of the dark creatures of the forest. Being from Cobblestone the mother and farther fought valiantly and while they slew the best, it cost them there lives. The son while badly hurt manged to survive. 


Using his white magic the son fixed himself up with on exception. His eyes so badly damaged that they couldn't be fixed... permanently that is. Jarrett uses a spell which causes his eyes glow and sight to return. Anyway after the attack the son return to Cobblestone with a fire within him. Living with a tavern owner who was a friend of the family, Jarrett began training his combat and magic skills far beyond even his mother and fathers level. As the tavern owners health declined, Jarrett used the money he had gather over the years to buy and craft a new outfit for himself. Biding his only 'family' farewell he began his journey across the land. 


Becoming sort of a legend across the land Jarrett acted as a sort of vigilante helping people were he could from evil both of men and of things beyond them. His knowledge of the land great, of the kingdom, there squabbles and all that was between them. Recently he gained knowledge of  Princess Evilin, of how she ran away, of how she plans and has the means to stop the darkness. Naive maybe but if there is any chance Jarrett will do all he can. Or rather The Stranger will do all he can. 


Magic: Whiten magic. Learned from his mother who was loyal servant of the queen Jarret knows the two sides to the magic. The healing side, with his eyes standing as tribute to it as well many other wounds over the years. The other side is that of the more... weaponize side with bolt of pure energy able to damage and vanquish most foes with hearts of impurity. He also had learned a few other tricks with it such as curing the darkness, and showing visions of what maybe.  
 
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Name: Human-Devdan Whitmore Demon-Abraxas


Age: Ah complex issue though I do look like I'm still in my twenties 


Race: Again complex but I am both human and demon. 


Appearance: Human- 


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Personality- Devdan is a rather cold man with a quick wit. He has seen so much that it has hardened the man making him rather cynical yet his morals and genuine passion for humanity have kept him from becoming completely emotionless. His is quiet the loner in general though he does form friendships he just... doesn't expect them to last is all. He will always try and lend a hand if someone is in need of help however. 


Abraxas is in contrast a rather... energy filled with a much more wicked sense of humour. He took has seen a lot that rather then harden has give more arrogance maybe not wrongly so but still he does always think he knows best. He prefers to see himself as the guardian of humanity, partly due to seeing himself as better then them thus it is his duty while also having a bit of a caring side. He doesn't mind company as much while also not expecting a friendship to last. He is alot more goal focused though he will help people if he must. Oh yes he also enjoys rhyming.


Where are they from: Netherfar


History: Back back many years ago there was a simple young servant called Devdan Whitmore. His job was to serve a court mage who served the grandfather of King Castro. One day a demon was found to be lurking in the king demon. A demon called Abraxas that would not be banished. So the court mage sealed the demon to Devdan without his consent of course. Then he tried to kill Devdan by throwing him from a cliff. Yet the man found that while injured he wasn't dead. The demon had saved him.


For years later Devdan and Abraxas learned of there relationship. Of how through two specific phrase the demon or the man would take form, while the other would stay in the mind, waiting to be awakened. They also learned that they could talk through mediation. Through this they learned how alike they were. Abraxas wanted to leave his home land (he has never said were it was, humans know to much already) to go explore the human world, maybe even assist. Devdan wanted to use his knowledge to try and help people through out the land. Through the years he also learned some sword skills. So they explored for many years. visiting most of the kingdoms. There names are know to few and even then they a whispered. 


The demon and the adventurer recently learned about  Princess Evilin how she has found a secret behind magic. Perhaps that secret could help keep the two apart. Not that they hate each other its just maybe it would be nice to be your own person. They also aren't sure that either of them would survive. Even if she doesn't it may help end this dark plight on the land more then two 'heroes' could ever do. Besides isn't what rescuing princess a hero's job. 

Magic- Red magic with the Abraxas knows due to well fire and Devdan for the kingdom. Devdan has learned a few basic spells in the other arts over the years. Expect black even if Abraxas says he should. The transformation may be a spell but they aren't sure what to call it. 


Other- Transformation chant (To Demon) Change! Change, O' form of man!Release the might from fleshy mire!Boil the bloodin the heart for fire!Gone! Gone! the form of man and from the cracksRise, the Demon. Abraxas. 


(To human) 


Gone, gone O Abraxas
Once more from the cracks 



Come the man 


Knows as Devdan. 


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This might be tough to hear as you have placed a lot of work into this one.... two in one characters. But no demons. Demons in this rp are really just dark animals or dark creatures. They are not humans, they are not inelegant and they can not posses people or anything like that. Demons would be more like mutated animals. Nothing more nothing less. 


As for your characters age.. I will need to know that kind of information. The name Blackwood... Hate to say it but I have another rp called "Blackwood" it would be just confusing to hear that name or even see that word in two different rps. 


If your character knows how to use magic... I would advise you to try and just pick one. And if a character is not a noble or some form of royalty this means the character has learned magic illegally.  


If I see any more changes that need to be made I will let you know. As of now the changes are...


Blackwood can not be used


Age and other certain specifics must be clear and stated


No demons, or demon sides of any kind


and please focus on one type of magic
 
@NovaNovass 


Okay changed it.


Name I had changed before. Blackwood seems to already be in this rp as well. Also Ii like the new one better.


Age is stated.


I changed it so that whatever Abraxas is, is well unknown. I think this could work better for the character.


Magic is now just red magic and I added a bit in about how Devdan learned it. 


Hope this all cool and If not I get it. 

The name Blackwood should not be involved with the rp Cursed.... If you can let me know where that name is used within this rp please let me know. I really don't want to mix the two rps. I play a lot of characters in every rp I create... I just don't want to get confused with characters and rps. 


The age is fine... If your character was some form of elf or another fantasy creature that is known to live a long life. But I can't have characters being over 100 years old in this rp. It messes with the story. So the age will have to change again.


As for a creature from another world... that would have to be another no. That kind of magic that summons things from other worlds or realms would be really really powerful black magic. And no one has been known to do any powerful or high level black magic spells. 
 
Name:Colonel Vice Potomas 



Age: 59yrs 


Race: human 


Appearance:


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Personality:Colonel vice is a very calm and reserved man, he seems to never grow angry or show much emotion besides confidence and a jolly demeanor. He is a man in service to the people constantly going out of his way for his people. He lives by an code based off of Respect, integrity, courage, honor, kindness, and duty 


where are they from: born in a small farm town outside of Roland he now resides in the castle as one of the kings elite Warriors. 


History: Vice Potomas was born the bastard son of a lord, born out of an adulterous relationship he was abandoned on the steps of a church in the city of Roland. The priest sent him to live with his sister Elizabeth Potomas in the small town of Vecro. He grew up there as a farmers hand with nothing really special or eventful happening in his life, he and his friends Wojekk and Astrid were always inseparable. However when the three of them reached the age of 16 Vice and Wojekk joined the military in search of adventure and glory. Astrid stayed behind as she was the daughter of the mayor and next in line to run the city. 


Vice and Wojekk were the stuff of legends, the two of them handled many enemies and won what many would call impossible victories. They always went back to Vecro on leave, and over time a relationship formed between Astrid and Vice. Wojekk also loved Astrid but was very happy for his friends despite his own loss.


with time things began to grow more desperate in the kingdom, Wojekk and Vice were fighting battle more frequently than before and eventually it caught up with them. Wojekk was felled by a spear fifteen years into their career as soldiers. 


The next ten years were good to Vice, he fought more battles, trained many soldiers, and eventually climbed up through the ranking. Three years after becoming a general Vice retired Back to his home at the age of 40. He and Astrid  got married and settled down to raise a family. Their first born son Was named Wojek after their fallen friend. They had two more children five years later, twin girls named Star and Luna. It seemed that he had fought enough to gain his happily ever after. 


Things rarely stay stay the way they are however, at the age of 16 his first born son Wojek joined the military just like his father. Also like his father Wojek seemed to posses near inhuman combat prowess, he climbed the ranks and was actually a good fit to fill his fathers shoes. However it was short lived, during an enemy raid on a one of the towers his son was killed covering the retreat of the Roland soldiers through the escape tunnels. 


After burying their child, Astrid made a request of her husband. "Put an end to this, let no other parent suffer this same pain." She wept to him. Without further discussion Vice left Vecro. He now vows that he will end this war and avenge the death of his son...


Magic.Stone Magic: vice started learning this at the age of 19 years old when he attained the rank of captain. He has 40 years of experience in this magic and has even. It is because of his magic and experience that he is able to keep up with the younger soldiers. He is not only able to access the strength but is also able to access large amounts of stamina and durability. 


His primary use of this is to shatter his opponents weapons and deal lethal strikes that no armor can stop.
 
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Name:Marshall Vice Potomas 



Age: 59yrs 


Race: human 


Appearance:


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Personality:Marshal vice is a very calm and reserved man, he seems to never grow angry or show much emotion besides confidence and a jolly demeanor. He is a man in service to the people constantly going out of his way for his people. He lives by an code based off of Respect, integrity, courage, honor, kindness, and duty 


where are they from: born in a small farm town outside of Roland he now resides in the castle as one of the kings elite Warriors. 


History: Vice Potomas was born the bastard son of a lord, born out of an adulterous relationship he was abandoned on the steps of a church in the city of Roland. The priest sent him to live with his sister Elizabeth Potomas in the small town of Vecro. He grew up there as a farmers hand with nothing really special or eventful happening in his life, he and his friends Wojekk and Astrid were always inseparable. However when the three of them reached the age of 16 Vice and Wojekk joined the military in search of adventure and glory. Astrid stayed behind as she was the daughter of the mayor and next in line to run the city. 


Vice and Wojekk were the stuff of legends, the two of them handled many enemies and won what many would call impossible victories. They always went back to Vecro on leave, and over time a relationship formed between Astrid and Vice. Wojekk also loved Astrid but was very happy for his friends despite his own loss.


with time things began to grow more desperate in the kingdom, Wojekk and Vice were fighting battle more frequently than before and eventually it caught up with them. Wojekk was felled by a spear fifteen years into their career as soldiers. 


The next ten years were good to Vice, he fought more battles, trained many soldiers, and eventually climbed up through the ranking. Three years after becoming a general Vice retired Back to his home at the age of 40. He and Astrid  got married and settled down to raise a family. Their first born son Was named Wojek after their fallen friend. They had two more children five years later, twin girls named Star and Luna. It seemed that he had fought enough to gain his happily ever after. 


Things rarely stay stay the way they are however, at the age of 16 his first born son Wojek joined the military just like his father. Also like his father Wojek seemed to posses near inhuman combat prowess, he climbed the ranks and was actually a good fit to fill his fathers shoes. However it was short lived, during an enemy raid on a one of the towers his son was killed covering the retreat of the Roland soldiers through the escape tunnels. 


After burying their child, Astrid made a request of her husband. "Put an end to this, let no other parent suffer this same pain." She wept to him. Without further discussion Vice wrote a letter to the king asking to reinlist into the military, but the king was not having one of his best start as a basic foot soldier. He granted Vices request to rejoin the battles, made him a Marshall and gave him a small army to command. He now vows that he will end this war and avenge the death of his son...


Magic.Stone Magic: vice started learning this at the age of 17 years old. He has 42 years of experience in this magic and has even trained many soldiers in its usage. It is because of his magic and experience that he is able to keep up with the younger soldiers. He is not only able to access the strength but is also able to access large amounts of stamina and durability. 


His primary use of this is to shatter his opponents weapons and deal lethal strikes that no armor can stop.

A few things that will need to be changed. 


First off... No to the General position. I already have a General for Roland... He is active in the IC. 


Second... No to the Marshal position and small army. (Please let me decide what the king does? This goes to everyone.....)


Yes he can be a great warrior and serve the king. I actually like the character.. But still a few more changes. 


Since your character had to work his way up in the ranks to get stone magic does not mean he has the right to teach it to others. None the less an army. If Vice uses stone magic only he can use it and he would only be able to use it after he becomes a Captain. (Well that's when he can start learning it.)


As for the rest of the CS. I like it. (^_^) The only things need to be changed is the ranks the king ever gave him, and his magic really. Sorry if I sounded a bit rude (I hoe I didn't) But I have yet to have my coffee. So if I offended in anyway, please note I did not mean to. 
 
A few things that will need to be changed. 


First off... No to the General position. I already have a General for Roland... He is active in the IC. 


Second... No to the Marshal position and small army. (Please let me decide what the king does? This goes to everyone.....)


Yes he can be a great warrior and serve the king. I actually like the character.. But still a few more changes. 


Since your character had to work his way up in the ranks to get stone magic does not mean he has the right to teach it to others. None the less an army. If Vice uses stone magic only he can use it and he would only be able to use it after he becomes a Captain. (Well that's when he can start learning it.)


As for the rest of the CS. I like it. (^_^) The only things need to be changed is the ranks the king ever gave him, and his magic really. Sorry if I sounded a bit rude (I hoe I didn't) But I have yet to have my coffee. So if I offended in anyway, please note I did not mean to. 

Not at all as for the positions I was a little iffy on that, I didn't want to make him still a general so I had him return as a lesser soldier. 


Mad for the magic he doesn't have to have taught it to anyone...but after 42 years it seems like something that would be done. 


I suppose I can play the role of an officer lower than a marshal, but I can't allow him to be a common soldier otherwise no one in their right mind would allow a 59 year old man to come back. 


So Parhaps you can give him a ranking to decide if your gonna be playing the role of the king. 


As for the general status... That was at least 16 years ago so it shouldn't be to much of a problem to still have been a thing. 


The other could have become general when he retired. 


So do what would you suggest his rank be? His whole purpose as a charecter is to be a legendary warrior, who is fighting his last battle. I may or may not kill him off depending on how the story goes. 


The only reason I suggested him teaching magic in the first place is because you stated that the officers have stone magic and teach It to their soldiers in the magic description. 


So while the ranking doesn't have to be Marshall currently I'd like if he was general, or at least the generals right hand before retiring. 
 
A few things that will need to be changed. 


First off... No to the General position. I already have a General for Roland... He is active in the IC. 


Second... No to the Marshal position and small army. (Please let me decide what the king does? This goes to everyone.....)


Yes he can be a great warrior and serve the king. I actually like the character.. But still a few more changes. 


Since your character had to work his way up in the ranks to get stone magic does not mean he has the right to teach it to others. None the less an army. If Vice uses stone magic only he can use it and he would only be able to use it after he becomes a Captain. (Well that's when he can start learning it.)


As for the rest of the CS. I like it. (^_^) The only things need to be changed is the ranks the king ever gave him, and his magic really. Sorry if I sounded a bit rude (I hoe I didn't) But I have yet to have my coffee. So if I offended in anyway, please note I did not mean to. 

Basically I just need to know the ranks you would give him because normal soldier is a huge No way. 
 

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