Fantasy Elemental Royalty (Full!)

[Vannah]

Below you will find the signup, but first for reference, this is a list of the players and their roles:


Air Prince: @Twyllvarlais


Air Princess: @remembervvinter


Dark Prince: @Rari


Dark Princess: @silentecho


Earth Prince: @SP3CT3R


Earth Princess: @H A R P Y


Fire Prince: @Shadow Alpha


Fire Princess: @Vannah


Light Prince: @Argus


Light Princess: @Uxie


Water Prince: @Wulf


Water Princess: @Huor Spinks


Appearance: (can be picture or description, whichever you prefer)


Name:


Age:


Role:


Power(s):


Extra Features: (I.E. power-related ones if not listed in appearence)


Personality:


Bio Summary:


Relationships: (I.E. sibling, betrothed, love interest, friends, rivals, etc. These can be added as the rp goes on, just to help keep track of it all)


Feel free to add anything else you would like us to know! Also, for any family specific things (last name or certain circumstances and whatnot) don't hesitate to talk it out with your sibling over pm! Just don't decide anything like that without them.

 

[Vannah]

Appearance: (5'8 1/2" and 142lbs with a lean, muscled build)

Name: Kasia Ignis


Age: 24


Role: Fire Princess


Power(s): speed, agility, and super-skin that comes with the bloodline


Extra Features: Being from the cheetah lineage, spots cover her body; most of the time they are faded, only seen when looking closely, but when using powers they flare up and become darker. This is the same for cat-like slitted eyes; they only happen when her powers are being used. Since they are hardly noticed normally, Kasia is often doted on for her beauty among the royals. Also, a tattoo of the dragon deity spirals in the middle of her back, a tradition of the women of the family.


Personality: From the view of those who need to see it, she is what every person would expect from an heir to the throne: polite, mannered, pleasant, calm, and eager to please. To others? Well, let's just say for all those that love her, there are just as many whours are not so fond. Unpredictable, analytical, sharp-tounged, and a trouble-maker, Kasia is known for her fiery (sometimes flirty) spirit and causing ripples in even the calmest of times. Some may say she could be on the player's stage with her ability to change personality so quickly, so drastically, from predictably proper to uncommonly clever. Unfortunately this also comes with a temper that, while with a long fuse, is known for its collateral damage. Not to mention the infamous string of broken hearts she trails.


Bio Summary: In a nutshell, her past was a doting love, fancy things, and training of all sorts. Trained to be skilled in manners as well as swords and throwing knives(only because a royal must know how to fight even if women will never reach the battlefield), her perfection came from the determination of trying to be noticed by the king and queen for reasons other than her beauty. She holds a deep seeded superiority complex over not being the direct heir to the throne despite being the firstborn; this not only caused a growing distance between her and her parents but also a long-winded rivalry between her and her brother. So many years of being raised with a thirst for power and a high stature, Kasia became stuck in her own little world of chess where she is the player and others are the pawns. She determined that she would find her own power over others and began a game of underhanded deals (of all kinds~) for information and acting out to get noticed, really anything to take her self-made pedstool even higher. She fears being chained to the Dark Prince because she fears being (quite literally) held back and extinguished in the darkness of the underground.


Other: She has a terrible sweet tooth, a love for ballroom dancing, and her twin sword and throwing daggers set are her prized possession.


Relationships:

Brother - Kian Ignis (Fire Prince)


Betrothed - Ariaevon Kaean Dwinanae (Dark Prince)

 

[Shadow Alpha]

Name: Kian Ignis


Appearance: (Bright amber eyes) Height: 6'4"


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Age: 20


Role: Fire Prince


Power(s): Unusually thick skin, powerful strength, swiftness, and quickness


Extra Features: Small Pointed, furred ears that have 4 piercings in each. A tail that ends in a tuft a fur that is lighter than his own hair. Kian also has small lion rosettes lightly scattered across his body from his childhood. Sharp canines and claws that are retractable on his hands and feet . Great eyesight due to pupils that adjusts to light or the lack of light.


Personality: In large public settings, Kian is nothing more than a polite individual that was only taught to speak when spoken to. His tall muscular build may be intimidating but he is actually a fun loving guy that loves to play around and rough house. When fighting, Kian has been known for his savage bloodlust. His loyalty is something to be admired but he has a lot of self hatred that was raised in him from his parents. Kian is slightly overprotective of his older sister while being jealous of her easy life at the same time. When they were younger, they had their close sibling moments but their relationship had become tense over time. Kian has always looked over Kasia, especially when it came to potential mates.


Bio Summary: The fire king and queen were completely ecstatic when they discovered that the queen would be having a son that would become the next heir. The moment that Kian was born was the moment that he was destined to be the disgrace of the royal family. His small feline ears and lion tail marked him as a target of continuous ridicule. It was hard growing up when he was forced to hide his tail and fawned over. His parents constantly told him that he would look so much better without those "hideous features". It was hard to be praised in front of company while being belittled and insulted behind closed doors. They treated his sister like she was a rare gem that needed to be on display while Kian was nothing more than the black sheep of the family. Kian tried to make up for disappointing his parents and sister by becoming a great warrior and his hand-to-hand combat skills were legendary among those he fought.


Relationships: Kasia Ignus (Fire Princess/Sister) Betrothed - Szahdi Solum (Earth Princess)


Other: Only wears a shirt and shoes when necessary. Lover of spicy food

 

[remembervvinter]

B L A I R ❀ V A H T A C E N

BASICS

Full Name: Blair Vahtacen


Nicknames: n/a


Age: 19


Title: Eldest Princess of the Ilmatar Kingdom (Air Princess)


Sexuality: Straight

Personality

Like anyone else who has a duty that involves being part of a royal family, Blair has to help keep up professional appearances. Therefore when in the presence of others, she always has her head held up high, good posture, and gives off an aura of dignity and overall prestige. Behind the curtains however, the princess can be childish, and it can take a person with lengthy patience to deal with her. Mildly spoiled and stubborn, she can be slightly selfish and therefore thinks of extravagant ways and plans in order to get her way. Her parents refer to her as a "handful", but she prefers to call herself the unique one in the family. Along to go with her traits, Blair is picky, although this mainly stems from her hobby as a painter. Her pickiness revolves around colors. If there are certain colors that she doesn't like together, she will most likely give a polite suggestion as to what colors will create the perfect effect to her others' tastes.


Despite these characteristics making her seem like a spoiled brat, Blair has some positive traits about her as well. She is very outspoken, always having to something to say whether it be a witty remark, a compliment, a complaint, or criticism. Because of her painting hobby, she also pays extremely careful attention to detail. This can help when determining if someone is lying or is up to no good. Blair is highly dependent on others because she has a fear of being alone or abandoned, and is always trying her best to please others that she cares for in order to keep them close. Blair can be protective over people who she cares about, and can also be a little clingy as well. However overall despite her flaws, Blair is generally an easy person to get along with. You just have to overlook them and see her good points.

Background

Growing up as the younger sibling, Blair was used to being cared for and doted on, having anything she wanted within her grasp. She had a pretty solid childhood, there wasn't really anything significant that caused her a lifelong trauma, however she didn't really have a lot of friends, slightly because of her status but also because of her always wanting her way. Her parents constantly reminded her to take awareness of her attitude, but being a spoiled child she didn't think much of it. Because of her lack of friends, Blair grew dependent on her older brother, Arie, and looked up to him greatly. They share a close bond, as he is the one who she trusts the most and also because he's probably one of the very few who have the patience to deal with her. No doubt that she can annoy him sometimes, but Blair confides in Arie and constantly asks for his advice as well as just complaining to him, whether it be from getting scolded by their parents or if there is something she simply doesn't like. As she grew older, Blair had matured from her bad habits but they were still inside her, even if it was slightly. There were times where Arie had to leave the castle in order to go to faraway trips with her father, but she found that she was able to cope with the loneliness through painting. Her parents approved of her hobby, constantly having her artwork hung around the hallways and Blair held pride whenever someone complimented them. For the most part, she stayed oblivious from the outside world, so she never knew about the slowly sinking peace within the kingdoms. Therefore it was a big surprise when all of a sudden her parents had suddenly announced that she was to be betrothed to the Earth Prince, and she did not like it. Not one bit.

Appearance

Overall Blair's appearance emits grace, elegance, and poise. She always make sure that's never under dressed, always keeping a keen eye on her fashion. Although her hair color is slightly darker than what usual Ilmatarians have, it doesn't take away from her beauty. She has very fair skin that's hued with peachy tones, giving her a rosy glow, and also dark grey eyes (yes I am aware that they're brown in the picture) that compliment her hair. She has a very petite stature, her height being 5'3 and she weighs 116 lbs. Being from the kingdom of Ilmatar, she has large wings that are always neatly groomed and preened. Occasionally Blair may have tiny specks of paint on her.

Abilities

Flight


Speed


Hand to Hand Combat (learned, although rarely used)


Advanced Archery (learned)


Good instincts (derived from an Ilmatarian's good sense of direction)


Sweeping people off their feet (can use wings to create large wind barriers or barrages to push back enemies to slow them down or send them flying)

Relationships

Arie Vahtecan - Siblings


Arlo Solum - Betrothed


more tbd

Other

Blair doesn't take too kindly to liars


Her least favorite color is chartreuse


She loves spicy food


Blair has a soft spot for children, even if she tends to argue with them more

The world of Pantaleon was not always a land caught in such a devastating war. In a world with a diverse variety of land and rich recourses, cultures, and people, Pantaleon’s six

 

[H A R P Y]

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? - A P P E A R A N C E - ?

Height: 5' 1" + Weight: 118 lbs


Eyes: Dark green + Hair: Black + Skin: Dark Olive


Szahdi is much shorter than her female peers, but her small frame is covered in lean muscle. She keeps her long hair tied back in various fashions from day to day and wears as minimal amount of clothing as her title will allow. Szahdi can normally be seen with her large forest-green eyes narrowed in a glare, and her lips pursed in a thin line when they aren't parted to reveal razor sharp fangs and bark out orders and insults at some poor, hapless villager.

? - S K I L L S - ?

Like her family and her people, Szahdi can morph her form into that a single, selected animal. In her case, this animal is the wolverine. Known for its strength and ferocity despite its small size, this spirit has granted Szahdi incredible strength of her own, exceptionally sharp fangs, and a keen sense of smell.


Besides her spirit-given gifts, Szahdi has been well-trained in firearms and the more traditional hunting bow. However, her favorite weapons to use are the tonfa (pictured above) that she keeps with her at all times.

? - B I O G R A P H Y - ?

History


It was a glorious day that saw the birth of the newest members of the Jyriaan royal family, a pair of fraternal twins. Szahdi came first, fighting the whole way out and wailing like a banshee, thus it came as no surprise to those in attendence that she was chosen by the savage spirit of the wolverine. Her brother followed soon after, certainly in a much calmer fashion than the princess. But Szahdi's fight amused her war-torn father and in a bold and sudden move, announced both twins as the potential heirs to Jyriaan, completely disregarding their traditions of crowning the first born male. Come their twenty-fifth birthday, either Szahdi or her brother would be announced as the true Queen or King of Jyriaan.


And such was her upbringing.


Szahdi was raised as her brother and the former male heirs before him were raised; she received extensive tutelage in strategy, history, diplomacy, and self-defense, as well as the classes of a lady that her mother refused to let her be without such as poise and etiquette, preparing medicine and dressing injuries. She often skipped every one of these classes to roam the land on the ground in her wolverine form.


On her sixteenth birthday, Szahdi was given a small brigade of warriors to command on the battlefield. Their mission was simple: capture a small port off the coast of Unahla and secure the ships as Jyriaan property. No big deal. She couldn't have been more excited, but it was this naivete that was her downfall. She charged into the scene without a proper plan, driven by a lust to prove herself better than her brother, and succeeded only in garnering the deaths of her own troops. Szahdi fled back Jyriaan with her tail between her legs.


Since then, she has taken her classes far more seriously and calmed her rivalry with her brother. However, she remains the stubborn, wild and rash princess of Jyriaan, and as such, she utterly devastated her living quarters upon hearing of the arranged marriage.

Personality

Szahdi is blunt as can be with an explosive attitude that could blow in response to anything that may be interpreted as an offense. In terms of different "selves" so to speak, this princess has one and only one personality. That is to say, she does not bother to put on a face of cool poise when facing dignitaries, or hide any bit of her bestial nature, thus it goes without saying that displomacy is not her strong point.


Szahdi is, in a way, oblivious. While her childhood naivete died with her soldiers in Unahla, she still knows next to nothing of the subtle arts of communication, preferring violence to words in terms of solving conflict. She is wild, immensely stubborn, brash, and competitive, and if anyone says a word against her, then she will be happy to sway their opinions via broken bones.


If there is any positive trait to the princess of Jyriaan, it would be her loyalty and love of her family. Her rivalry with her brother has diminished by leaps and bounds in comparison to what it once was; in place of cruel attacks and vehement displays of strength and superiority are now snide remarks and lighthearted punches to the shoulder. In all honesty, she does not truly care to be queen of her nation, she simply wishes to prove her worth.

? - R E L A T I O N S H I P S - ?

 

[SP3CT3R]

Name: Arlo Solum


Age: 22


Role: Earth Prince


Power(s): Due to his royalty awesomeness, he has a large control over shapeshifting, (fox) which allows him to only change to the needed degree.


Extra Features: None, except when he wants to.


Appearance: Arlo is inflicted with albinism, which puts him in stark contrast to the rest of his kingdom. His white hair is incredibly long, and is loose untill it reaches a foot from his head, at which point it's braided. His face is clean shaven except for a short, hardly noticable goatee. He lost his right eye in a rather embarrassing accident that he doesn't talk about, and his left eye is red, cause albinism. Arlo is about average height, but he's kinda skinny, which makes him seem tall. Due to having zero protection from the sun, as well as the fact that if his kingdom saw his condition, they'd think the Dark kingdom had cursed him, Arlo usually covers up as much skin as possible in terms of clothing. He usually covers his hair with an animal pelt, and his face is covered by a cloth wrap, save for his singular eye. He wears dark leather gloves, boots, and a tunic, all trimmed with fur. He also wears loose leggings made of cloth from the Light kingdom.


Personality: Arlo is generally really smart, in contrast to his brash twin sister, and his classes went down the line of diplomacy. He's fairly knowledgeable on the other kingdoms' customs, and is very polite in public. In private, not so much. He loves teasing his sister, but usually ends up getting his butt handed to him. In combat, he prefers ranged weapons, and he has a special enchanted musket given to him by a friend that never runs out of ammo.


Bio Summary: Arlo was never one for commanding troops, and, as such, fought the war from the political front instead of the physical one. He also helped arrange the treaty between the kingdoms, even though he didn't have a say in the arranged marriages.


Relationships:


-Szahdi Solum (Sister)


-Blair Vahtacen (Betrothed)


-Adam Tiavunne (Friend and Bodyguard)


((I can't make my writing fancy so yeah this is short)

 

[Twyllvarlais]

Arie Vahtacen

Arie's Wings:

(5'9'' and 160 lbs. Well defined medium build. Unique discoloration of his eyes, right is red and left dark azure.)

Age: 23

Role: Eldest Prince of Ilmatar (Air Prince)

Power(s): Speed, Flight, and Magic

Extra Features: Arie is a renowned swordsman in the Ilmatar kingdom. From the age of 5, Arie's father had his son taught in the way of the sword, and come to find out, the prince was a prodigy. Incorporating pirouettes he learned from dancers, and applying practical sword techniques, Arie developed his own sword style that people call "Sword Dancing". Arie is also well versed in hand-to-hand combat, but only uses it if his sword is not within arms reach. Arie is also a well accomplished string instrument player, preferring guitars and bouzoukis above all else.

Arie was taught transmutation magic at a young age from the court mage. Allowing him to transmute any part of his body into a different element. The same goes for objects as well. One of his favorites is turning one of his arms into steel, which allows him to pick up things that are very heavy and allows him to deal great damage against his opponents.

Personality: Arie is a very laid back individual when it comes to the matters of court and politics. He would rather focus on honing his sword techniques and playing his guitar. Things that interest him, he pursues with a heated passion that few can match. He's very open about what he wants, but doesn't do it in a childish sort of way, unlike his younger sister. He uses his silver tongue and his sharp wits to win people over and in the end, get what he wants. On the flip side he is surprisingly humble, and is willing to listen to people's dilemmas. He is also very patient, and strategic in his thinking, and can sometimes be over analytical.

Bio Summary: Growing up in the Vahtacen royal line as the eldest heir to the throne, Arie had great expectations placed upon him at a young age. At 5 he was introduced to sword play, and quickly became the rising prodigy with a blade that he is today. He also developed an interest in string instruments, namely guitars and bouzoukis; which he practiced for hours on end honing his musical skill.

His younger sister Blair always liked to cling to him whenever she was bored and when she was being scolded by their parents. Despite her childish attitude, Arie dearly loved his little sister and he promised her that he would always be there for her, if she needed a shoulder to cry on or if she needed any type of advice.

The relationship Arie has with his father is a rocky one. His father wants Arie to take court and political matters more seriously, while Arie really wants nothing to do with them. Whenever he was trying to cool down from a heated argument with his father Arie would play his guitar or bouzouki hours on end channeling his anger and frustration into the instrument almost making it come alive.

When Arie heard about the treaty, he didn't seem to mind so much, he rarely got out of the palace, due to all of the court matters that needed being attended to. He was just worried that his sister would be engaged with some half wit prince from who knows where.

Relationships:

Blair Vahtacen - Younger Sister

Lucie Vyshaan - Betrothed

TBD

Edit: Still working on his bio, though it is late right now. I will finish his CS tomorrow.​

 

[Uxie]

LUCIE

LET

Name


Lucina "Lucie" Vyshaan


Age


20


Appearance


( IGNORE THE OUTFIT AND THE POCKY ? WAND )


Lucie has a very obviously elven appearance, bearing the trademarks of the Light Kingdom in terms of her fair hair and pointed ears, and as she'd very much like to add, "the general gracefulness all elves embody". However, her eyes are of two odd colours, purple and blue, unique to her kind, or so everyone says. Her light skin is an identifying trait of her royal status, and as much as she'd like to become tan, her complexion refuses to comply.


The Princess stands at 5'6 and 122lbs, considered slim and small in terms of the general body types of elves. She may be considered tall compared to the females of the other kingdoms. Her white markings are entwined up her arm, spreading and forming patterns over her back.

IT

Role


Eleoran Royalty, Princess of Light (^?^


Personality


Lucie likes to think she's a sweet, lovely and utterly adored princess. It's not wholly accurate, but she's pretty darn close. She's intelligent, but her quick wit often goes to teasing her brother and friends, who consist largely of the palace servants and various children of nobility. Well-poised and taught good manners from young, she carries herself with dignity, grace and elegance in all the right situations, but the moment the door closes, she turns into an excitable mess with an insatiable hunger for desserts.


Enthusiastic and passionate, you can't not love her. Though she ends up stepping on people's toes sometimes by her brutal honesty, her apologies are sincere enough that people forgive her anyways. Lucie almost never says things with malicious intent, and is inherently kind and forgiving, not one to hold grudges, a heart of gold.


She's carefree, looking for fun, and never minds a good laugh. Watch out though, her jokes are the absolute worst.


Biography


One wouldn't call Lucie a spoiled child, surprising for one born into royalty. Elven one, at that. Sheltered, maybe, but not spoiled.


From young, making friends was never a problem for her. Her personality was likeable, and adults adored her cheerfulness and general aura of cuteness. Getting what she wanted was no problem at all. It was because of this childish innocent that she was kept away from the wars and fighting, and it was only through scavenging through the library that she found out about the longtime feud between the kingdoms.


Gradually, she got her father and brother to tell her more, and tried her best at her young age to be of as much assistance as she could. She'd felt a tad useless, in all honesty. Her advice on what moves to make were generally well thought out and led to good results, and she became an unofficial advisor of sorts.


Lucie's known about her brother's animosity towards their father in recent years, though she chooses not to take a side as she cherishes all of her family dearly. She and her brother are undoubtedly close, and she is one of the few who know his true plan, and though she doesn't agree with it entirely, she supports it out of sisterly love.

SHINE

Powers


Magic


Lucie is one of the strongest mages in Eleorim, possibly the continent, considering how strong the magic affinity of Eleorans already are. She was considered a prodigy from the moment she first manipulated a maid (accidentally, of course) into bringing her way too much dessert for a 4-year-old child. She specialises in mental manipulation, though she is unable to sustain high level spells for long periods of time due to her age and current lack of experience.


Combat


Lucie knows how to shoot, she'd taken lessons with her brother as a child, but she'd chosen a different path. She's trained in close combat, using a pair of shortswords. Lucie isn't one to use brute force, but to use her opponent's strength against them, though she'd much prefer to use spells instead.


Extra Features


Lucie speaks various languages, and is an avid reader. She treasures her books very much, and even finding the slightest tear in the introductory page can ruin her mood. She also knows how to play the piano, though she'd lost interest a few years back.


Relationships


Thalanil Vyshaan - Older Brother


Arie Vahtacen - Bethrothed

 

[Elias]

So @SP3CT3R I hope this is okay. If it's not I will delete it and conform myself to your will.


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Name: Adam Tivaunne


Age: 27 years old


Role: Personal Bodyguard of the Earth Prince, his majesty Arlo Solum


Power(s): As all the other inhabitants of Jyriaan, Adam has shapeshifting powers, more exactly shifting into his spirit animal which is a wolf. This grants him speed, heightened senses such as enhanced smell, sight and hearing, and other characteristics one would find in a wolf.


Extra Features: Due to his wolf shifting, Adam's eyes seem rather unusual, almost beast-like, yet slightly human aswell.


Personality: Adam is a loyal individual, with a taste for adventure and a knack for sword fighting. He is fairly quiet when he needs to be, but he isnt afraid to speak his mind or crack a joke or two. As I mentioned before, fierce sense of loyalty and he tends to get very attached to people that manage to win his trust. When alone, he tends to think alot or brood, yet that doesnt mean he is necesarily broody.


Bio Summary: Not much is to be said about Adam's childhood, because it was pretty normal and bland. He grew up in a quite respectable family in Jyriaan, that had high ties in the society, so he wasnt poor, but he wasn't spoiled either. As he grew older, he enlisted himself in the army, and he served ever since, climbing up ranks and eventually becoming Arlo's right-hand man per say. He managed to gain the trust of many members of the royal family, and is now quite respected, and trusted with many tasks. His job is to take care and defend the prince if opportunity ever comes.


Relationships: Arlo Solum - Bodyguard/ Friend


Szahdi Solum- Aquintance

 

[Wulf]

You may dress a seaborn in silks,

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teach him and give him books, instruct him in chivalry and courtesy, ​

but when you look into his eyes, the sea will still be there, cold and grey and cruel.

Name: Giroux Valnarrus, "The Tiger Shark, The Seablade, Prince of the Seaborn"​

Age: 24


Role: Warrior Prince of Unahla, Son of The Sea Wind, Captain of The Black Kraken.


Powers: Enhanced physical abilities, deadly fast swimmer, the ability to breath underwater, enhanced combat prowess, the ability to conjure magic with his voice.


Extra Features: Giroux's merman form bears the pattern of the tiger shark, things like steel armor or weapons don't stop him from swimming through the water like a shooting star cuts across the sky.


Personality: Giroux Valnarrus is a proud son of Unahla, and had no interest in the cultures of those that were previously his enemies. Everything he has lived knowing has been 0 Unahlan. As expected, there is a thin air of noble arrogance that surrounds him, but should you gain his favor, you've gained a strong and fiercely loyal friend and ally. He expects nothing but the best from himself, and like his younger sister projects a very serious yet professional facade, although Nerida has proven more capable at keeping her emotions in check.


Bio Summary: To say the Valnarrus family is always serious is an understatement. The product of an arranged marriage, The Valnarrus first born son was trained to be more than prepared for the life of war he was presumed to grow up in. The young man showed promise at a young age, hunting sharks and small krakens with ease. The sea can be a hard place to grow up, but rough waves create rough men.


When it came time for Giroux to learn how to take the sword and spear against his fellow man, the young prince showed the natural battle prowess and cold ruthlessness that the Valnarrus blood line was famous for. The royal family was pleased, they had their warrior prince that would lead Unahla to victory against all of her enemies.


Giroux saw plenty of battle before the treaty was signed. Leading raids onto the shores of Unahla's enemies, commanding naval battles above his home, war was the game he would become a man playing, but this was always seen as his destiny. Unahla's military is known for it's speed and power and Giroux became known for leading lightning fast attacks.


When news of the treaty broke out, Giroux assumed it would only be his sister who would participate, Nerida always seemed more prepared for the political side of being royalty. Nope, he was to marry the dark princess himself. Giroux didn't take the news well, he was expecting to marry a noblewoman from Unahla. So, along with his sister, and for the benefit of Unahla his home, the warrior prince known as The Tiger Shark would trade his armor for formal wear and prepare to meet his bride.


Relationships: Elder brother to Princess Nerida, betrothed to the dark princess.

 

[SP3CT3R]

So @SP3CT3R I hope this is okay. If it's not I will delete it and conform myself to your will.
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Name: Adam Tivaunne


Age: 27 years old


Role: Personal Bodyguard of the Earth Prince, his majesty Arlo Solum


Power(s): As all the other inhabitants of Jyriaan, Adam has shapeshifting powers, more exactly shifting into his spirit animal which is a wolf. This grants him speed, heightened senses such as enhanced smell, sight and hearing, and other characteristics one would find in a wolf.


Extra Features: Due to his wolf shifting, Adam's eyes seem rather unusual, almost beast-like, yet slightly human aswell.


Personality: Adam is a loyal individual, with a taste for adventure and a knack for sword fighting. He is fairly quiet when he needs to be, but he isnt afraid to speak his mind or crack a joke or two. As I mentioned before, fierce sense of loyalty and he tends to get very attached to people that manage to win his trust. When alone, he tends to think alot or brood, yet that doesnt mean he is necesarily broody.


Bio Summary: Not much is to be said about Adam's childhood, because it was pretty normal and bland. He grew up in a quite respectable family in Jyriaan, that had high ties in the society, so he wasnt poor, but he wasn't spoiled either. As he grew older, he enlisted himself in the army, and he served ever since, climbing up ranks and eventually becoming Arlo's right-hand man per say. He managed to gain the trust of many members of the royal family, and is now quite respected, and trusted with many tasks. His job is to take care and defend the prince if opportunity ever comes.


Relationships: Arlo Solum - Bodyguard/ Friend


Szahdi Solum- Aquintance

I like it.

 

[Elias]

I like it.

So,I'm in?

 

[SP3CT3R]

Go for it.

 

[Huor Spinks]

• Basic Information
• Powers and Abilities
• Personality and Background
• Relationships

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  Name: Nerida Valnarrus
  
  
  Age: 22
  
  
  Role: Princess of Unahla
  
  
  
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  Power(s): A stunningly beautiful voice, that makes it easier for her to get what she wants.
  
  
  Extra Features: Is a very fast swimmer
  
  
  
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  Personality: Nerida is choleric in terms of temperament. She is very practical, and is more interested in the down to earth running of various systems rather than lofty ideals and stories. She pays very much attention to details, and is very familiar with the personalities and abilities of those around her, all the better to delegate tasks. However, she tends to get easily discouraged by failure, blaming herself for things going wrong. She is uncomfortable around emotion, reluctant to display excessive emotion other than calm, and tends to avoid highly emotional situations.
  
  
  She is an executive first and foremost, in terms of personality. She is direct and honest, straightforward to a fault, as she refuses to mince her criticism of others, preferring to describe people straight as she sees them. She is strong-willed, intent on preserving her beliefs, steadfast in the face of opposition. However, she tends to have difficulty expressing and understanding emotions, preferring the outcome rather than the journey. She also finds it difficult to relax; her mind is constantly on the move, as if there's something that she has overlooked that she has yet to discover.
  
  
  Bio Summary: Nerida is the younger daughter of the Valnarrus family, born to a familial union that was also due to an arranged marriage. Since young, Nerida could kind of sense that her father and mother were not that close, and that there was a lack of understanding between them that lead to an lack of intimacy. As such, Nerida grew up in a rather cold environment, studying with a series of instructors in subjects such as economics, politics and the various cultures within the world. There is no one in her family that she could truly say that she was close to.
  
  
  It was within the closed environment of her palace that Nerida learnt how to present an image to others, that of a calm young woman who knew what she was doing. Weaknesses were not tolerated as much and as such, she grew uncomfortable with the idea of weaknesses altogether, preferring to keep them hidden so that she could continue to present a perfect exterior. As such, Nerida tends to come across as cold.
  
  
  
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  Relationships: Giroux Valnarrus (elder brother), Light Prince (betrothed)
  
  
  

 

[Argus]

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Appearance: (6'1 with a lean muscular build and dark green eyes.)


Name: Thalanil Vyshaan


Age: 26


Role: Prince of Eleorim (Prince of the Light Kingdom)


Power(s): Thalanil is a powerful Mage who specializes in mind magic.


Extra Features: Thalanil is a proficient archer and tactician.


Personality: Wip


Bio Summary: Wip


Relationships: Sister - Lucina Vyshaan


Betrothed - Nerida Valnarrus

 

[VaskarTheHunter]

Appearance:6'3" Thin sculpted build, silver eye and one eye covered by cloth patch dawned with traditional samurai hunting wear.


Name: Vaskar Donashta (TheHunter)


Age:24


Role:Lone flame/shadow Samurai(to be guard to fire princess or prince


Personality/Bio:He is very solum and silent. He takes the traditions of his ancestors seriously and is not much of a chatter. He is very loyal by the sword. Fighting under the banner of those that need him. When he was younger he watched his parents and the rest of his clan be hunted and killed. He was the only survivor and carries the future of his clan on his back hoping to find a permanent place to call home.


Powers:shadow and flame powers (able to shift and control them at will to use to his advantage)


Relationships:None(deceased)


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[AdorkableAuk]

Appearance: (can be picture or description, whichever you prefer)


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(Imagine the eyes to be a bit paler)





Name: Charlise Alexandra Dwinanae, princess of Isra Nosca


Age: 21


Role: Dark Princess


Power(s): Charlise is a master of speed and archery, and she has the ability to cloak herself in darkness at any given time. Her best feature is stealth. Raised in the caves underground, she was trained to be quick, silent, and invisible. The caves provided excellent training grounds for this.


Extra Features: (I.E. power-related ones if not listed in appearence) She has a number of strange celtic-like markings on her arms that glow blue in the dark, otherwise appearing black. They look like strange tattoos.


Personality: Charlise is a very kind, beloved princess. However, she is very, very quiet unless you really, really know her. She carries herself with grace and dignity, and she hates being in the spotlight. She is not scared of people, but she tends to avoid them, never knowing quite what to talk about. If you gain her trust, she can be talkative, but she will always be softspoken. Born with a very caring soul, she hates to see anyone in pain or discomfort, and so she was happy to be part of an arranged marriage if it brought peace and prevented more deaths.


Bio Summary: Charlise has always had her mother's heart. Her mother was always very kind and caring, but she was absent from Charlise's life as well as her brother's. When her mother was present, she taught Charlise how to be a lady, but also a fighter. She mastered her talents, and if the time comes, she is perfectly capable of defending herself. Her parents were often concerned about her. She was always quiet, generally found reading or writing rather than conversing with people or going to events. She also never rebelled, not once. She takes everything with stride, but she barely ever voices her opinions about things. The one exception to this would be her brother with whom she has a very strong relationship with.


Relationships: (I.E. sibling, betrothed, love interest, friends, rivals, etc. These can be added as the rp goes on, just to help keep track of it all)


Giroux Valnarrus - betrothed


Ariaevon Dwinanae - brother

 

[Rari]

My sword is for my Kingdom. My heart, its people. My life, to stand as the shield that blocks all danger to Isra Nosca. That is the burden I willingly shoulder. That is the purpose that guides me. Ariaevon Kaean Dwinanae

Requisite

?Name?

Ariaevon Kaean Dwinanae




?Age?




25




?Role?

"I am the heir to the throne of Isra Nosca. I am who will lead my people forward to our future."

Dark Prince

Abilities

"My given name means "The Silver Whisper of Frost,". An accurate name, once one considers my abilities. Make no mistake, however. My abilities were not a gift from a deity. They are a result of my own sweat, blood, and effort."

?Dominion of Frost?




The ability to generate, manipulate, and control ice. Does not allow manipulation of water, however water can be frozen then manipulated. Common manifestations of this ability is that the air around users is colder than would be normal. This manifestation is proportional to the strength of the user, with advanced users being able to plunge an entire room into freezing cold; further still, Master-level users' "Frost Aura," is able to encompass an entire city. This Frost Aura is able to be contained by the user, though this requires conscious effort.

Ariaevon's proficiency lies along the lines of the Advanced level. He has trained his [Dominion of Frost] ability since the age of six, and has been praised for his abilities by high ranking members of the Isra Nosca military. His aptitude in this ability is due to his father's influence that he should "Be able to have a weapon at all times,". So, Ariaevon was taught how to use the natural dampness of his subterranean home to his advantage, and this led to his control over ice.

?Swordsmanship?

As the one of nobility in Isra Nosca, Ariaevon was taught to use a blade from the time he was able to walk. He was instructed personally by his father, and by the greatest warriors of Isra Nosca. Over time his skills became developed to the point that it became one of his greatest assets on the field of battle. At the age of thirteen Ariaevon was instructed to forge what would become his own personal sword; which he dubbed "Besonna,". Ariaevon has a profound attachment to Besonna, and carries her at his hip at all times.

?Enhanced Senses?

As per his heritage as a Isra Noscan Elf, Ariaevon has highly developed senses. His eyesight is nigh-perfect in total darkness, his hearing is excellent, and his sense of touch is developed to the point that he is able to feel vibrations through the soles of his feet. Perhaps the most advanced sense of Ariaevon's is his sense of smell, which is roughly of the same quality as that of an excellent tracking hound. His eyesight in daylight, however, is abysmal; his race's natural hypersensitivity to light effectively renders him virtually blind. However, in times when their presence is required in daylight, Isra Noscan Elves of nobility are able to wear specially fashioned sapphire-sunglasses that make being in sunlight bearable.

Personality

Ariaevon has been groomed since birth in order to become a worthy successor to the throne of Isra Nosca; in much the same way a blade is honed, and sharpened, the prince has been prepared to eventually succeed his parents. He has a deeply embedded sense of duty towards his Kingdom, and above all else he cares for the people of Isra Nosca; even more so than his own life. In order to give off the air of a true leader, Ariaevon has been thoroughly versed in the airs and graces befitting a king; practiced relentlessly to the point of perfection.

Ariaevon has a deep belief that he was born in order to lead his people to a new future; one not veiled in war, and sorrow. The prince has a sense of loyalty befitting a ruler; an absolute, unwavering loyalty. By decree of his father, Ariaevon has since his sixteenth birthday been apart of the War Council meetings between the nobility of Isra Nosca. Through these meetings he has demonstrated strategic insight, as well as a natural aptitude for swaying people to his side; more through logic and reasoning, than actual persuasion.

Ariaevon is one who is not particularly concerned with relationships with others. He understands that they are important when it comes to building allies, so he will seek out those who he believes would be an asset. However, it is difficult for him to really emotionally connect with others.

In public, Ariaevon always conducts himself with the air of a future king. In private, however, the prince is much more soft spoken. He prefers to spend his free-time immersed in dusty history books, practicing his abilities, or going for extensive walks around the royal palace. He has a natural kindness that has not shown itself to any other than his sister, Charlise, ever since the prince became a member of the War Council; in order to not appear weak. Despite the prince's kingly presence in public, he is in truth someone who feels as if he is carrying the weight of the entire world on his shoulders. He understands what the success of his arranged marriage to Kasia Ignis, a woman whom he has never meet before, means to Isra Nosca... and that pressure falls onto him mercilessly.

Background

Being the first born son of the Isra Noscan royal family, Ariaevon was destined for the throne since birth. To ensure that his son would be a worth successor, Ariaevon's father instructed him in everything that he would require to be a great king. Philosophy, history, strategy, and especially training with weapons were among the most focused on concepts for the fledgling prince. Knowing that the future he needed to lead required his success, Ariaevon devoted himself to his studies; essentially forsaking his life as a man from an early age. It was during these times of philosophy training that the young prince came to the conclusion that the future of Isra Nosca would rest on his shoulders, and as the heir to the throne it was his duty to lead his people towards that future.

However, despite the effort that Ariaevon put into his training, it was never good enough for his father. He could always have done better, and that fostered a slight inferiority complex in Ariaevon that would last through adulthood. His father was not a cruel man, he was simply emotionally distant and showed affection to Ariaevon very rarely, if ever. The situation with his mother was much the same; due to her duties in the court she rarely spent time with him, and while affectionate, the distance between them was perhaps even greater than that of he with his father.

From the age of sixteen onward Ariaevon has been required to take part in the War Council meetings among the nobility of Isra Nosca. At these War Councils it was expected of the prince to demonstrate strategic aptitude, and an ability to lead; which he did demonstrate, though not to the level expected of him by his father. Ariaevon was also charged with leading several battles against Isra Nosca's enemies. During these battles he demonstrated the capacity to kill other sentient beings, and it is through these battles that his abilities were truly developed. These battles all went the way they went, for better or worse; some were won, others lost. However, there was a single battle where Ariaevon very nearly lost his life; this battle is where he gained the large scar adorning his back.

During the latter years of the war, the prince was present for peace negotiations between the Kingdoms; though, he mainly stood behind his father, and allowed him to do the majority of the negotiations. However, he was not allowed the privilege to be present during the negotiation where it was decided that the eldest Prince and Princess of each Kingdom would be married off. After being informed of this duty, Ariaevon was angry over the knowledge that he and his sister had been reduced to bargaining chips; however, he held his tongue, already understanding the gravity of the situation.

And now, the prince prepares for what could be the most important event to the future of Isra Nosca that will decided everything from this point forward. His marriage to Kasia Ignis is on the horizon, and the prince's eyes are still locked on the distant future.

Appearance

?Height?




5'11




?Weight?




170lbs or 77kgs




?Complexion?




Pale as the grave

?Eye Color?




A pale grey. Pale almost to the point of translucency.




?Hair Color?




A flawless alabaster white. Its length goes down to the center of his back. Generally his hair is free-flowing, but during times of training, or combat, it is tightly braided back to avoid it getting into his eyes.




?Additional Marks?




Ariaevon has several scars of various sizes dotting his body. The worst being a deep four-claw gash running the length of his back.

Relationships

?Friends?

Charlise Alexandra Dwinanae (Sister)(Dark Princess)

?Enemies?




N/A




?Betrothed?




Fire Princess- Kasia Ignis

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[H A R P Y]

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A P P E A R A N C E

Height: 5' 9" + Weight: 142 lbs


Eyes: Grey-flecked amber + Hair: Dark silver

Despite her lean, almost dainty build, Naris' stands at an imposing height and holds the promise of a threat forever in her eyes. Her fair, porcelain skin is marked by the scars of many battles. She keeps her hair cropped short, but long enough to hide her oddly long ears. Her pale lips are generally pursed and parted, as though she were to give a chaste kiss to the object of her stare.

S K I L L S

Thanks to tireless training, the help of Prince Thalanil, and some other factor she could never ascertain, Naris has nearly mastered the art of telekinesis. She may levitate objects, hurl them at enemies or herself, and, depending on the object, crush it as if she held it in her fist. Currently, she is unable to lift anything heavier than approximately fifty pounds without physical aid, nor is she able to use her power to its full potential on the battlefield, but she has developed this talent more aptly than a vast number of other mages. It is her accomplishment of this skill, as well as her talents in battle, that earned her the title of Guard to the Royal Family.


In terms of melee combat, Naris is a decent swordsman, but a far better spearwielder. She has fought many battles with a spear gifted to her by Prince Thalanil himself, the head made from hard-won Isra Noscan damascus steel; it goes with her everywhere.

B I O G R A P H Y

History





There once lived a woman who fell madly in love with man. In such a time of war and chaos and hatred, love should be the last thing on anyone's mind, but hers raged like the blazes of Hell?impossible to put out and hungry for more. It was this love that brought Naris Oleran into the scarred world. However, this man spurned the woman and her child, and set a shadow over her once bright, Eleoran soul.


The woman raised her daughter, her sweet, innocent little Naris, all on her own. She taught the girl of the battles raging all across the lands, spoke to her of the magic lurking within her soul, and imbued a fierce cynicism of the world into her veins. Unfortunately, the woman died a mere three days before her child's tenth birthday.


However, she was not destined to remain alone in this cruel world. She joined Eleorim's army on the day marking her fourteenth year and quickly proved herself to be an adept warrior, so much so that she managed to catch the eye of the crown prince. He took her in, cared for her and saw to the development of her magic. With his help, she was quite the force to be reckoned with.


Two years have passed since her appointment to family guard and she must now serve her prince and princess more fiercely than ever against the threats that come with a marriage summit.

Personality

Naris is every bit as shrewd as the prince whom she protects, although her ambition lays elsewhere. This elf derives her joy from conquests, be they countries, battles, or especially people. She enjoys watching others, learning their ways, playing with their minds. When she finds someone who sticks out, someone with a particularly curious trait or two about them, Naris makes sure to pursue them and make them hers in every way.


A creature blessed by beauty, Naris makes sure to use her looks to her advantage. Flirtatious, lustful, and always hungry for admiration, she is not above using less honorable methods to get whatever it is that she wants. However, despite her selfish ways, she is not a truly terrible person. Naris is entirely devoted to her royals. While quite fond and protective of Princess Lucina, she is especially loyal to Prince Thalanil for all of his aid in getting her to where she is today.




Forever imbued by a distrust of the world, Naris does not believe herself capable of maintaining such things as friendship or romance. She lives only to serve her dear royalty and to fill her idle times with the fleeting pleasure of her conquests. She holds a deep-seeded grudge passed down from her mother, one whose fury was seen only on the battlefield when raging war against Isra Nosca. Since her withdrawal from the front lines, she believed this grudge to be set aside, unsettled perhaps for the remainder of her life. That is, until the treaty was announced.

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

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