Fantasy Heroes of Arkensong (Closed RP)

[hitman654]

Hey, this is a closed RP between myself and NekoQueen49 - feel free to spectate but please don't post.

Heroes of Arkensong - Fantasy/Super powers

We live in a world where some people are born with supernatural abilities, these people are categorised by their mother's dying in childbirth and having a very vibrant eye colour such as yellow or violet. These people are exceedingly rare and come in levels of 1-10, with 10 being rarest and most powerful (I'll give a full explanation of how powers work in this world if you choose this one). We are in medieval times and I am the son of a well-liked king with a large swathe of land that we call Arkensong. I am a powered, level 9, and so my only knowledge or memory of my mother is a pendant. I walk in one day to my mother's old chamber to look at it, only to find it is missing. You have stolen it. You are also a powered however growing up as a street orphan has made you hard and disdainful of nobility. You steal it to feed yourself without knowing I was also a powered and now you're on the run. I finally catch up with you on the border of Arkenwood - a deep, dark forest full of things that could easily kill you.

C.S. Skeleton:
Image of character (anime or realistic)
Name:
Alias:
Age:
Gender:
Power:
Initial power level (this can grow as we progress but this is the starting point) 1-10:
Personality:
Bio:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Skills:
Weaknesses:
Quirks/Other:

 

[hitman654]

Name: Prince Olivier the Third or Arkensong
Alias: Obsidian
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Power: complete control of shadow and can teleport from one shadow to another regardless of distance
Initial power level 1-10: 9
Personality: Olivier is pretty much what one might anticipate a young prince being - quick tempered, prideful and stubborn. That is not, however, to say that he is a bad person. Quite the opposite. He is fiercely loyal and would easily die to defend his kingdom and it's people. One might think Olivier was born for a live of a prince - his attitude being perfect for the role. He is quick to socialise with other dignitaries and is charismatic enough to gain many allies at court, he is subtly intelligent but not to the point of intimidating others and he is the kind of leader to take up arms with his soldiers rather than sit at the back and give orders.
Bio: Born during a period of turmoil in the land Olivier had a somewhat difficult upbringing for a prince. Being the youngest of 3 royal children, each of them powered with incredible abilities, he was quickly thrust into harsh daily training. His older brother Harold, although he insisted on Harry, was always besting Olivier in any form of combat or competition. This should have irked Olivier but secretly he was glad. His brother would one day be leading the nation and it was better that he be strong. Until one night everything changed. Olivier was around 19 when there was an attack on the palace, his brother - well loved by all - had been killed by a foreign assassin. Thus Olivier was thrust into the line of succession, his far stronger brother no longer present to shield him from this responsibility. Since that day Olivier trained just a little bit harder, his brother's memory lingering in his mind, teaching him the price of unawareness.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Skills: Skilled duellist, charismatic and well versed in courtly discussion, subtly intelligent, well trained in hand-to-hand combat, knowledge in all things a ruler would need to know - economics/battle tactics/etc, skilled pianist
Weaknesses: Can appear somewhat cold to others, can be manipulated by threatening of his family
Quirks/Other: His eyes turn black when he is using his power intensively

 

[NekoQueen49]

Name: Nirea

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Power: Mindreading. At this point, Nirea can only sense other people's emotions which she writes off as being excellent at reading body language.

Initial power level (this can grow as we progress but this is the starting point) 1-10: 3

Personality: Nirea is a self-sufficient girl; She hates relying on anybody. She can often be stubborn and often to a fault. She can be selfish in this way as Nirea believes that you have to step on others to get through life. It's in this way that she finds the Royals to be... right in a way even despite her own envy. She looks out for number one first, the rest comes later. Nirea is bothered by selfless attitudes and assumes that they will be eaten alive by the dog eat dog world.

She can sometimes be described as brash, but most of the time, Nirea is silent and thoughtful. The only times when this is not true is when Nirea is angered. She's also quick on her feet in troublesome situations.

Bio: Born to middle class folk, there wasn't much luxury. Still, all of her needs were meet and Nirea was content. Not satisfied, but content. However, she has long forgotten her dissatisfaction due to her father's misuse of money. He was a merchant, a type of job that you could get rich with if done well. However, thanks to the grief of losing his wife in childbirth, his apparent idiocy and gambling addiction, the money passed down to him quickly depleted. By the time Nirea reached the age of twelve, she had to learn how to do things on her own and her resentment of her family grew. A year passed, and her father grew aware of how much money Nirea earned and started leeching off of her. It was at this point that she left her home to get away from her father.

Likes:

• Money
• Cats
• Closed in Spaces

Dislikes:

• Idiots
• Talkative People
• Rain

Skills:

• Pickpocketing
• She's good at running a business and handling money
• Cooking

Weaknesses:

• Can't swim
• Afraid of the dark
• Not the biggest people person

Quirks/Other:

• Hates her hair color and will get annoyed if you point it out

 

[hitman654]

Oliver scanned across the field. He had to, had to, find this thief here. If they got any further they would be in the Arkenwood and after that it was anyone's guess as to where they would go next. He scanned his eyes across the field, green, green, hazy yellow, green, pink! He saw her! He quickly began running, drawing his sword from a scabbard at his side. He wasn't particularly quiet or subtle but at this point in time he cared little for those concerns.

"Stop! Thief" He shouted out at the pink-haired woman he had seen. He had been tracing the gem in his mother's jewel using his friend's latent ability to find objects however he had never expected the thief that stole it to be female. "I will give you once chance, and one chance only, hand over the pendant!" he said. Trying and failing to keep his anger from bubbling over into his voice.

He stopped running to give this ultimatum. He was around 20 feet away from the girl and was confident he could reach her before she managed to get to the Arkenwood if he needed to. Worst case scenario he could simply use his power and incapacitate her, although that would be unpleasant to explain why he needed his Maria to heal a random girl from the forests.

"Now give me the pendant or draw your blade, thief" he practically spat out the word.

 

[NekoQueen49]

Nirea flinched at the sound of a male voice. Oh, he sounded pissed. She didn't understand it. It was a jewel, he had thousands of them. Why was he so persistent?

In any case, her light jog turned into a full out run. She pumped her already tired legs towards the forest. Nirea didn't have much experience in the woods but it was the only place left to run. She wasn't just about to give up her hard earned prize.

She risked a glance back and saw the man gaining on her. Nirea nearly jumped out of her skin, seeing how close he was, even if he had already stopped. She blamed her short legs. "Stop- following me! It's- just one- jewel! You have- thousands!" She cried through the bouts of large breaths.