Fantasy Lich King

[BunnyQueen]

This is where the CS will be posted.

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Might add more as time goes on.
Interest Check/ Story: https://www.rpnation.com/threads/lich-king.333864/

 

[BunnyQueen]

Name: Jason Greystone
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance:

Height: 6’1”
Weight: 192 lbs
Power: Pyrokinesis
Weapon: One-handed church short Sword.
Clothes: Church uniform
Backstory: Jason joined the holy church in Zohar at a young age and was trained to fight the monster and demon threat since a very young age. Everything was fine until Jason heard that the church was going to try and trap a Lich king to kill the monsters and demons invading the city while they were preparing for it Jason snuck out of the city killing as many things as he could on the way out. When he finally escaped he heard the lich's message and knew others would hear it as well, hoping to save lives he went to his childhood home a small cabin in the next city over he first went to the tavern handing the barman fliers and telling him to hand them out to anyone asking about said lich king. Jason was the last member of the church standing and he is now waiting in his cabin for the others to show up and decide their fate.

 

[Florence]

Shea Coulini
Age
21
Gender
Female
Appearance

Height
5'7"
Weight
135 lbs
Power
- Psychic -
Shea's powers are completely related to her strong knowledge of the human mind. She can cause pain or horrible images on the head of her enemies,but also beautiful settings for those she cares about. When she touches someone,she can also sometimes get glimpses of their future. This only works with humans,since those are the minds she can understand.
Weapon
Two daggers,although she prefers to go hand-to-hand when it's possible.
Clothes
Simple cloth clothes under her armor.
Armor
Studded Leather armor,it's light enough to allow her
Backstory
Shea was born in the city of Zohar,the daughter of one of the most respected priests of the Holy Church. Her father had plans to fit her into the religious life,but that wasn't the lifestyle she wished for herself. The man's severe teaching often involved beatings and torture,attempts for Shea to see his way in the way of pain. She fled the city soon after hitting 16 years old,desperate to escape her father's abuse. Finding herself in the capital of the realm,the girl soon realized that the life of freedom and crime would always be calling for her. She joined a group of mercenaries and joined quickly on their ranks,her powers of mind allowing her to take care of most jobs twice as fast as most regular mercenaries would.

But Shea never truly forgot her old life. One day she received the new that her original city had been destroyed and her father killed. And then the nightmares began,along with an invite for a certain tavern...

 

[BunnyQueen]

Florence I like it, you don't have to but head on over to the interest check to read the backstory i forgot to put a link to it originally but there is one now. Also accepted lol almost forgot.

 

[Florence]

Florence I like it, you don't have to but head on over to the interest check to read the backstory i forgot to put a link to it originally but there is one now. Also accepted lol almost forgot.

I did it already,actually Thanks for accepting me.

 

[MrPotato]

Name

Aedan Redcliffe

Age

30

Gender

Male

Height

6'3"

Weight

190 lbs

Power

[] Holy magic [] Aedan channels the properties of holy magic into ranged combat spells to battle unholy and demonic entities and supportive powers to aid his companions in times of need.

Weapon

[] Two-handed great sword crafted from steel lighter then the common steel []
[] A one-handed common rapier []

Clothes

Simple leather clothing

Armor

(Pretty much the one shown in the above photo)

Backstory

Born in the dirty and brutal alleys of the capital city, Aedan was not one who had a pleasant upbringing like most children had. He never met his parents and only had an uncle to call a 'father' but truly, his uncle was nothing more then a common thief that fed Aedan money earned from terrible means. Aedan was eventually influenced into the criminal life at a young age and was eventually caught by the city guards at the age of 14. However, instead of being punished, a respected priest from a local church took pity on the young boy because he knew his parents. Aedan's parents were a pair of devoted followers and from there, the priest took Aedan in. From there, Aedan turned over a new leaf and developed an entirely new character, one whom was dedicated to the way of faith and religious teachings. He eventually took up the sword and trained to be a Templar of the church where by the age of 25, was promoted to the ranks of Paladins, a great honour especially for one whom is considered young at such an age.​

 

[Serpico]

Name: Dayne Morrison
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Height: 6'
Weight: 174 lbs
Power: Herculean Strength
Weapon: Dual sided Battle Axe
Clothes: Loose fitting white shirt/ Comfortable brown trousers & Boots
Armor (if any): [Same as Depicted]
Backstory:
Durbouth was the neighboring city to Zohar in which Dayne was born. He knew how to work a blade before he understood the entire alphabet. His father was a low ranking paladin of the Order of the Righteous Gauntlet. As the story goes his father wanted Dayne to grow into the Order and serve just as he did. To champion the weak and downtrodden as a noble knight. Dayne respected and loved his father dearly leading the life that was asked of him with content.
His happiness could never stay long however as a splinter cell grew within in the order and split from them with a bloody departure. Many of Order's most faithful knights were cut down in cold blood by the mutineers leaving Dayne, his father, and a handful of survivors to cling to the shatter slivers of their order. Dayne's father soon retired feeling that the struggle was futile in keeping their order together and one by one the remaining members came to the same conclusion. Now Dayne seeks reestablish the Order of the Righteous Gauntlet starting by travelling across the realm spreading prosperity wherever he roamed.
​

 

[Avouleance]

Without more specific guidelines I went fairly open with the character idea but I hope this is acceptable.
Will fill this in more once my business for today is done.

Spoiler: Draft sheet

Name: Naketsh Tarlain


Age: 25


Gender: Female


Appearance: She had long shaggy blonde hair and a green eye (the other is under a patch). Her skin is fairly pale.


Height: 5’ 0


Weight: 50 kg


Power:
Naketsh is a magic user, her powers revolve around her focus, an old lantern. The lantern doesn’t actually work anymore, but when Naketsh holds it comes on despite there not being a candle.
She’s a student of magic and has proven a quick learner, with the right tutorship she can learn a range of spells though she can be forgetful. The only magic she remembers for longer than a couple days is her signature style, a range of buffs and debuffs.
The main limit to her power is her lantern, whatever spell she casts is spread by the light, this means she can’t really control who’s affected. For example, if she wants to casts a protective ward then anyone in the light (friend of foe) would be affected equally, and if she's in the middle of a fight it can be hard to only hurt her enemies.

She has two other minor powers, she’s able to use the lantern as a remote eye, and she doesn’t cast a shadow (this also means her own body won’t block the lantern light).

Weapon: She carries an old Lantern. It doesn’t have a candle in there anymore


Clothes:
-A full body hooded cloak of chameleon silk, it was actually invented as a stealth item as it’s ability to change colour at the will of the wearer made camouflage very easy. Naketsh however, seems to only ever to make it be the more garish of flamboyant colours, it’s most commonly emerald green.
-A phoenix feather headdress (keeps the wearer warm.)


Backstory: TBA

 

[BunnyQueen]

MrPotato Serpico Avouleance All accepted nice CS lol

 

[Avouleance]

Spoiler: Revised Sheet (now with back story)

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Appearance: She had long shaggy blonde hair and a green eye (the other is under a patch). Her skin is fairly pale.

Height: 5’ 0

Weight: 50 kg

Power:
Naketsh is a magic user, her powers revolve around her focus, an old lantern. The lantern doesn’t actually work anymore, but when Naketsh holds it comes on despite there not being a candle.
She’s a student of magic and has proven a quick learner, with the right tutorship she can learn a range of spells though she can be forgetful.
The main limit to her power is her lantern, whatever spell she casts is spread by the light, this means she can’t really control who’s affected. For example, if she wants to casts a protective ward then anyone in the light (friend of foe) would be affected equally, and if she's in the middle of a fight it can be hard to only hurt her enemies.

She does have her own speciality, she’s a natural at enchantment providing spells to buff or hinder.

She has two other minor powers, she’s able to use the lantern as a remote eye, and she doesn’t cast a shadow (this also means her own body won’t block the lantern light).

Weapon: She carries an old Lantern. It doesn’t have a candle in there anymore

Clothes:
-A full body hooded cloak of chameleon silk, it was actually invented as a stealth item as it’s ability to change colour at the will of the wearer made camouflage very easy. Naketsh however, seems to only ever to make it be the more garish of flamboyant colours, it’s most commonly emerald green.
-A phoenix feather headdress (keeps the wearer warm.)

Backstory: She’s a child of the Phoenix Court, a faction of mages devoted to furthering the art of magic as well as understanding its theory. They were specifically looking for its military applications. Naketsh joined the way most people did, her’s was a family that showed magical promise so she was given the prerequisite tests.
True to form she had the potential to be a fine mage, she was a quick learner and natural talent.

However there were issues, mainly that she didn’t have much if any interest in the military applications, she was a pure theorist with little interest in actually using her power to fight anyone, she saw little difference between the people was she was supposed to be fighting and those she was supposed to be defending.

She was kept around for the value of her knowledge and used the contacts her position afforded her to learn as much as she could. When the Phoenix Court fell apart, what with the lich king and all, she saw little reason to stay around so had her pick of the magical items that interested her before she left.

She’s heard the call of the voices and it’s got her curiosity.

 

[Mistory]

Name:
Allen Garthar
Age:
20
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
"Nobody has seen beneah this armor..."
Height:
6'5"
Weight:
376 lbs
Power:
Corruption. While inhibited by the armor he wears, Allen has the ability, or curse, to corrupt anything he comes incontact with. Organic matter shrivles, and sentient beings become slaves, inorganic corrodes and rusts.
The corruption is signified by blackening of the body, and red veins crawling across the surface.
Due to the armor he has gained some control ovwr this curse. flesh has been spared, however if he gets his hands on any object, it becomes a life draining weapon, fueling his power.
Clothes:
N/A
Armor (if any):

Backstory:
Allen was born cursed. Some say it was due to a sin of his fathers past, some accuse he mother to have slept wih a demon, but the truth didnt matter. The child couldnt even be held as he drained the life any who touched him. His monsterous form was an abomination. But to kill one of gods creatures... a priest took pity on the boy. He did not kill the poor child. He sealed him away, in the cellar of the village church. It wasnt the worst idea. The child was taught...trained, is a better word, for the world. As he aged, he was soon encased in armor,blessed by the children of the church and bathed in holy water. And they let him free. Let him exsist in thw wilds of the world with only the most basic of education, and the ferocity of a beast.
Rumors began to spread of a black jester that roamed the wilds, taking down the most dangerous of beasts with nothing but wooden clubs and spears, altered by a black mist and fed the blood of monsters.
He was a demon with the mind of a beast, and the intellect of a man. But the wind told him of change on the horizon. At first he thought nothing of it. But when the silver tongue of a disembodied voice invaded his mind, his choice had been made. He had always steered himself away from people. But now someone was talking to him. He wanted to know who...
BunnyQueen

 

[BunnyQueen]

Mistory accepted the IC is up now btw

 

[BunnyQueen]

FireMaiden

 

[FireMaiden]

"They say be wary of women with silver eyes...."​

Name: Nora Blackwall
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Appearance: Nora is a woman of average height and weight, but her looks are far beyond. Her hair is a black as midnight, her eyes a stary silver. Her skin is fair and soft, but not without the scars of many battles. Prefectly proportioned lips, and strong feminine features and a body like no other, may people wonder if she's actually human.
Height: 5'6
Weight: 147 pounds
Power: Blood Magic - A type of inherited magical power that many people hate, and even kill those who practice it. Using their own, or someone else's blood, Blood Mages, or Maleficars, can causs devastating damage if they know what they're doing. Nora is one of the few who has almost perfect control over their power, and refuses to use it in any way that harm's others. She ueses her own nlood, that of a willing person, or a fallen enemy as her source.
Weapon: A silver sword with a Slyvan hilt.
Clothes: A tight fitting cropped white shirt, tight fitting brown and pants, and leather boots.
Armor (if any): Almost identical to her clothes but a long sleeved full shirt , with the addition of a leather Brest plate, braces, belts around her waist and legs, and an enchantd cloak
Backstory:
Ah yes, the tale of Nora Blackwall. It all started when her parents met after a large battle near the coast. Her mother, a prisoner from their rivals, wasn't like the other girls they had taken. She was a fire cracker, a woman who could walk straight through he'll with a smile, and talk shit with the devil himself and not feel even the slightest bit if fear. Her father, the chief's right hand man took an interest in her. And soon, little Nora came into the world. There was a saying in her tribe. Be wary of a women with silver eyes, for she could kill the gods herself. Nora has nearly proved this saying is true, as she excelled in every form of melee combat. Yet, when it was discovered she was a blood mage, things took a different turn. Normally, when you ask about one of her scars, you better sit your add down, it's story time. But never ask about the one shaped like a bird. A swallow is what it is, and a grim reminder that she's a pet. In her tribe, those born with any form of magical ability are no longer viewed as warriors or even as citizens. No, their pets. Fun to play with, and easy to leave outside in the dirt. She has more than enough nightmares from her time back home, she doesn't need to be reminded of them in her waking hours. As of now, Nora wanders as a sword for hire. She left her home behind, and everyone there to make a fresh start, and to be honset, this is the best way she can.