Malignant [12 Spot Knight and Assassin RP]

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~ plot ~

The kingdom of Draoma, though large, has been a relatively peaceful kingdom over the last several decades, ever since the great war where nearly all of the major nations allied up together against the magical realms and wiped out the, what they thought of as evil, of magic and sorcery. As with any major powerful domain, there are the fair share of scuffles and problems within the kingdom but concerning Draoma's relationships with the surrounding territories, both relations and trading have been going well.
But recently, that peace has been disrupted. Several months ago is when the killings first began.
Someone, or perhaps more than one someone, has been carrying out multiple strings of murders throughout Draoma, and there are rumors that some of the nearby kingdoms have been experiencing similar bloodshed. The bodies of the victims are often left where anyone might come across them, and they are never clean; always laid out bloodily and messily, but not done in a way anyone is familiar with. Draoma's council and royals have been doing their utmost to keep order within the kingdom, but after a few months straight of the constant killing spree, people are becoming scared and angry. People are blaming other kingdoms, and some even their own next-door neighbors.
The knights and assassins, two groups who have, for obvious reasons, never seen eye to eye, are both finding members of their own being picked off despite their members' being more able to fend for themselves compared to the average person. Before anyone can decide on how to go about finding the killer and stopping them, one day the kingdom finds that the youngest royal prince has been murdered. Known to a lesser extent but just as shocking to some, one of the highest ranking assassins in the hidden league has also been found dead.
The kingdom, if it hadn't been already, is in turmoil. The leaders of the knights and assassins meet, knowing that they will need to put aside their differences if they want the unknown murderer to be stopped. The only problem is, despite the mass amount of slaughters, the killer has left virtually no trail at all, making it all the more difficult to track them down.
The leaders of both groups decide to send out a team comprised of the best and most skilled knights and assassins. Within the ranks of the team being sent out are the best that either group has to offer and each individual has their own specialized skillsets.
The two groups will have to work together to find the source of the killings and put a stop to them once and for all.
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~ extra info ~
This rp takes place in a medievalesque fantasy world. Magic exists in this world but is very, very rare as well as hated by most throughout the kingdoms. So I most likely won't let people have it because only one or so would be able to have it and they wouldn't be able to use it much anyway because of the world's mindset. More will be disclosed further into the rp.
The list of knight and assassin classes will be posted in a separate post below.
If you have questions, please don't be afraid to ask ^^

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~ rules ~
1. Do not directly reply to posts that say "Do not reply" or "DNR".
2. No godmodding/overpowered characters. Also do not control another roleplayer's character unless they give you permission to do so.
3. Don't have a Mary-Sue/Gary-Stu character. No one likes a perfect character, so let yours have some flaws.
4. Violence/fighting/blood/gore/etc. are allowed. Just don't go over pg-13 with it.
5. Romance is also allowed (between both opposite or same gender pairings) as long as both parties agree to it. Like with the last rule, nothing over pg-13.
6. One character per person, at least of whom is a knight or assassin. It's fine if you wish to have civilian/etc. character. However, if not all of the spots are filled up after we've started for a while, I may let some people have another knight/assassin spot. We'll see.
7. Put "Swords and Daggers" in your subject once you have read everything.
8. While this isn't going to be the most advanced rp ever or anything, I do expect decent grammar, spelling, and punctuation. I understand that we all make mistakes so it's fine if you do make them now and then, but I don't want anything like "txt talk" in the actual roleplaying.
9. Not 100% a rule but I do encourage you to write more than just a one-liner in your rp responses. I understand that fewer words can sometimes still get the point across or that you might not have much to write but don't make all your posts only one or so lines like: "She nodded and followed silently." because that doesn't give the person you're roleplaying with much to go on for their own reply. Every now and then it mightbe fine but at least don't make it an all the time thing.
10. Please use [], (), {}, etc. when talking out of character, at least once the rp has started.
11. I'm not asking for non-stop activeness with this rp, because I know people can be busy, but try not to join if you're going to drop it without any warning. And if you can't get on/reply for a while, just let me know c:
12. One character per class. I won't make it a stone-set rule but I think it'd be more interesting if everyone had a different type of character to keep the strengths and styles varied.
13. First come, first serve for spots/classes. I will hold spots for 2 days. Once you claim a class I will put your username next to it so other people will know the spot is already taken.
 14. Don't reply until I make the post letting you know it's okay.

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~ form ~
Name:
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Age (17 or older):
Group (knight or assassin):
Class:
Appearance:
Personality:
History (optional):
Weapon(s) (limit to 3 that they specialize with):
Romantic Partner: (optional. specify if you don't wish for your character to be romantically involved with other characters.)
Extra (optional):
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this roleplay is CLOSED. no more spots available.

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~ spots ~
Knights:
1 - Kostis Wither, Champion [-UltraGeek-]
2 - Zed Kobura, Reaver [zero the ruthless]
3 - Ishmael Orion, Seeker [chameishida]

4 - Princess Miriela Delmaris Draoma, Warlord [Garth]
5 - Wallace Seaward, Guardian [chameishida]
6 - Rynn Omasin, Fencer [FlyingFury]

Assassins:
1 - Lyra, Duelist [Wolf and Star]
2 - Z, Artificer [Garth]

3 - Xayah, Rouge [zero the ruthless]
4 - Zandar, Shadow [Foxtrot]
5 - Havran Frieden,  Scout [Tritendo]
6 - Nydorah, Ronin [peymae]

7- Syle, Ranger [-UltraGeek-]

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~ classes ~

Kɴɪɢʜᴛ Cʟᴀssᴇs
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Cʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴ [-UltraGeek-]
The Champion is a veteran warrior and a confident leader in battle. Possessing skill at arms impressive enough to inspire allies, the Champion can also intimidate and demoralize foes. These are the heroes you find commanding an army, or plunging headlong into danger, somehow making it look easy.
Often use swords, as well as shields as their choice weapons.

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Gᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ [chameishida]
Many warriors foolishly believe that they can control the tide of a battle on their own, but a Guardian realizes that an ally's survival is as important as an enemy's death. Guardians prefer to protect party members directly, but if necessary, they are prepared to make personal sacrifices to ensure that their companions live.
They typically wear bigger, heavier armor and weaponry, sacrificing speed for defense and power.

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Wᴀʀʟᴏʀᴅ [Garth]
The Warlord is a tactical master. He can hold his own in frontline combat as well as giving out buffs to his underlings and allies, usually by commanding them to superior positions than the ones they would have thought of on their own. They feel that the best defense is a great offense and the warlord is at the center of the fray, bashing targets and ravaging his foes. The Warlord will usually be the center of attention, allowing his weaker, more fragile companions to deal damage without getting smacked around.
Most Warlords prefer to fight without armor on, because this will give them the most versatility. The Warlord is proficient with all simple weapons and all martial weapons, and are proficient with light shields and bucklers.

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Fᴇɴᴄᴇʀ [FlyingFury]
A fighter who tends toward light or no armor and prefers agility, cunning, daring and technical skill to sheer force. Tends to be rogue-like in his or her trappings (though usually more flamboyant than subtle). Fencers are defensive strikers who focus less on attacking, and more on counter-attacking enemies and stopping them from getting successful attacks in.
A Fencer is proficient with most simple and martial weapons, and aren't known for using shields.

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Rᴇᴀᴠᴇʀ [zero the ruthless]
They sacrifice finesse for a dark rage that increased their strength and resilience. They are renowned as terrifying adversaries. The Reaver is a breed of fighter focused more on damage than defense. As the battle gets bloodier, these vicious and deadly warriors get even more brutal. Hurting them just makes them mad.
Often characterized by wearing less armor and being able to fly into a berserker rage that increases damage output or allow them to do more damage based on how hurt they are. Often wield axes or similar weapons.

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Sᴇᴇᴋᴇʀ [chameishida]
Versed in hunting techniques handed down through the generations, Seekers combine thrown weapon and bow techniques with primal evocations. The combination allows seekers great range in which to deliver deadly attacks that confound and hamper their enemies.
Use long-distance shooting weapons crossbows, bow and arrows, or throwing weapons such as spears, knives, or axes.
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Assᴀssɪɴ Cʟᴀssᴇs
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Dᴜᴇʟɪsᴛ [Wolf and Star]
A more offensive assassin, who sacrifices technical expertise for better stealth and killing abilities. Duelists are deadly combatants who prefer to fight in light armour and strike with light, but precise attacks. Experienced Duelists have preternatural reflexes that allow them to evade their opponents' clumsy blows, as well as strike with remarkable precision.
Often have a variety of weakening and poisoning abilities and are able to cripple a foe to leave them open for allies or to let him d.ie from damage over time.

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Sᴄᴏᴜᴛ [Tritendo]
Scouts often travel ahead of their companions, and consequently become renowned for unusual hardiness, able to survive battles that would kill any other assassin. Scouts are experts in dictating the flow of combat and are masters of manupulating enemies like a puppet master and its dolls.

They have a high movement rate with superior sensory and information-gathering skills, and often emphasize stealth as well. May favour ranged weapons.
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Sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ [Foxtrot]
There is no order or organization of Shadows -- they are self-taught elite rogues, masters of concealment and ambush. They strike from darkness, employing personal decoys and hallucinogenic poisons to distract enemies before sliding a dagger between their ribs.
Shadows often opt for weapons that augment their stealth.

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Rᴀɴɢᴇʀ [-UltraGeek-]
Rangers have an affinity for open country and wilderness, but as independent scouts and militia, they are opportunists, not stewards of nature. They exploit every advantage of their environment and use it to their advantage. Rangers are equipped with stealth and wilderness survival expertise, knowing the forest better than any and able to detect and track things most never can.
Rangers are often skilled at archery, knife-work, and trap-setting.

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Rᴏᴜɢᴇ [zero the ruthless]
Masters of slyness and infiltration, Rogues prefer to attack when their opponent is least aware. The Rouge finds any notion of fairness a quaint ideal that has no place in combat. Poisons are their weapon of choice, as are crippling strikes that inflict persistent wounds on their foes. As killers, Rouges are a marvel of stealth and efficiency.
Though unable to take very heavy damage, they instead rely on their speed to dodge attacks and slip in and out of the shadows to catch their opponent off guard.

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Aʀᴛɪғɪᴄᴇʀ [Garth]
These specialists control the battlefield with deadly traps. Neither they nor their explosive mines are ever where the enemy expects them to be. Intricate mechanisms are the core of the artificer’s craft: deadly traps; distracting contraptions; marvels of engineering turned to deadly purpose. If an artificer is standing at the far end of a seemingly innocuous stretch of the battlefield, you should find another path.
 Often use traps and their own hand-crafted contraptions and weapons.

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Rᴏɴɪɴ [peymae]

An offensive assassin who aims to kill with a single strike Ronin are deadly combatants who prefer to fight in light armour and strike with extremely precise and forceful blows. Experienced Ronin have preternatural reflexes and an incredible degree of training in their swordsmanship that allow them to deftly deflect and counter enemy blows and well as strike with extreme precision.

Ronin tend not to use poisons, instead they prefer to defeat their targets with pure swordsmanship. To a Ronin defeating the enemy in a single strike is the ultimate form of the blade. They may toy with their targets but their first killing blow will also be their last. (cred. to Garth for description)
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Kostis Wither

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Name: Kostis Wither
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Group: Knight
Class: Champion
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Personality: Kostis is quite reticent and is not one to give away more information than he deems necessary about himself or his past. Kostis is strong-willed and loyal to the crown, normally quite a rule follower, but sets his own morals and he won't stand for something he doesn't believe in, willing to go against the norm if it's for the greater good. Though he may appear as cool towards others, especially when a task is needed to be completed as he is quick to get to the point or get things done, he can be rather patient and willing to help out others when they need it. Though very willing to help those in need, Kostis is merciless to those who he considers an enemy and isn't afraid to get his hands dirty or to kill to protect his allies.
Kostis isn't very trusting of those he has yet to see fit to earn it but very faithful to those who have proved their reliance. He tends to keep a cool head when it battle, good at encouraging his allies and coming up with strategies on the spot. Kostis is confident in his skill on the battlefield but because of his family's reputation he tries to make it so that people judge him based not on his family's achievements and failings, but his own.

History: Kostis was born into a small noble family, once well-known for being powerful and wealthy but over the years has gone down in power due to the last few family-head's with their failings and indecisiveness over important matters, and thus is far less known or respected than it used to be. Many higher up officials and nobles don't see the Wither's as truly being a family belonging in the noble hierarchy, even if they were in technicality.
The common thought that Kostis's family had lost their recognition was put to the test when Kostis's elder brother enrolled in a prominent noble school in the kingdom only to do better than everyone had hoped in academics, surpassing his father and grandfather. But though the man had wished to become a knight to the crown, he failed in fighting prowess and leadership, unable to become the soldier he had wished to be. Once Kostis's brother finished with school, Kostis himself was old enough to enter and like his brother, succeeded well in his studies but moreso began showing great promise with his swordsmanship from a young age.

 Kostis soon became one of the top students of his year academically but showed both more interest and accomplishment in knighthood, and entered training to become a knight at the castle. Soon people began to rethink the Wither name, some reckoning that the family will begin to reform to it's former position as both Kostis and his brother had done better than anyone would have thought, especially with Kostis's earning such a high class rank at the fairly young age of 20, but some still scoff at the Withers and their rough past.
Unfortunately, because of Kostis's success at becoming the knight Kostis's brother always wanted to be, the elder of the two avoids his younger brother and the two don't get along as they used to when they were children.
Weapon(s):
Sword


Dagger

Shield

Romantic Partner: None for now. But open to either gender.
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Name: Syle
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Group: Assassin
Class: Ranger
Appearance:

Personality:

Syle is a good actor, able to fool just about anyone with his youthful and somewhat feminine features. He can be charming, innocent, or even seductive if need be, but his real personality is rather cold, snarky and sarcastic. Syle isn't one to let many genuine emotions cross his face but might often be found to have a sneer or smirk on his features when making a snide remark. While Syle doesn't seem to particularly enjoy killing, but he also doesn't seem to mind it, willing to do it to get further towards his goal. He is rather cunning, but even if his face doesn't betray it, when angered or frustrated the young assassin can be known for rushing recklessly into a situation.
History: Syle and his younger sister, Ryia, were born on the outskirts of the main city in Draoma, in a cottage nestled near the forest. Never knowing their mother as she died when birthing Ryia, and their father dying in an accident left the two children lonely and hungry, too young to live away from civilization on their own. Syle took his sister to the city and they lived on the street, able to beg for enough food to survive, but nothing extra. They lived like this for a while before one day a stranger approached Syle on the streetside and offered to give him and his sister a good meal if he would help the man by acting as a decoy. Syle readily accepted the proposal and, with his childish looks and faux innocence, acted as a distraction while the man stole a wealthy merchants fine jewels without getting caught. Syle and his sister ate well that night, for the thief was impressed with Syle's preformance. Syle asked the man if he had any more jobs he would like him to help out with in exchange for more food or pay and the man said he would find Syle if he did.

Several weeks pasted and the boy, now 9, was beginning to think the mysterious stranger would never show up again but the man eventually did, offering Syle more jobs and giving Syle a decent amount of money, saying he would give him more if the child would continue giving his help. Syle accepted, beginning to work for the stranger for these jobs gave him and his sister more money than they had ever had before in their life and did so until the disease struck.

It killed hundreds, of not more, and there didn't seem to be a cure. At some point Syle noticed his sister had become to feel ill and suddenly began to weaken more as the days passed. Knowing his sister had come down with the sickness, Syle became frantic, searching for a way to cure his dying sister but even the most skilled physicians and docters didn't know what to think of the deadly disease.

Desperate, Syle looked for any possible way to save his sister, and when he heard rumors of a magic user who might be able to cure the illness, he tracked the magician down and begged the man to save Ryia and promising to pay the man anything in return.

Impressed Syle had been able to find him, the magician agreed to give Syle a potion able to cure the sickness if Syle would track down and steal back an highly valuable item for him from someone who had first stolen it from the magician. Now 11, Syle was used to thieving and agreed to the terms. It took him several days to track the man down in the woods and steal what the magician wanted while the man slept, but he managed to seize the item, which he found to be a strange amulet of some sort.

Per agreement, the man gave Syle a vial with the cure before taking the amulet and leaving. Syle ran home, immediately rushing to his feverish sister's side and pouring the liquid into her mouth, eagerly awaiting positive results. But they never came. Within two days, Syle's little sister had died.

Furious and overcome with grief, Syle tried to track the magician down again, but it was no use. The magician had dissapeared. Syle, despite not knowing if the man had tricked him or if the concoction he had been given simply hadn't worked, was full of remorse and loathing and vowed to someday find the man and take revenge against him. He blamed the magician for his sister's death, but even more so he blamed himself for trusting the magic user to begin with.

When the thief, or so Syle had previously thought the man to be, next found Syle, the boy had a hardened and cold look in his eye. The man knew the boy would be far more useful to him than just a mere thief now.

He would make a fine killer.
Weapon(s):
Bow and arrow (pictured above)
Poison Darts
Knuckle Daggers

Romantic Partner: None for now. Open to either gender but it might take a while for him to become romantically interested in anyone.
Extra:

Though he spent many years living on the streets in Draoma and still does work there, he usually resides in or near the forest if he can, and much prefers the quiet of the forest to the city, hating the latter for many reasons but still doing work there if need be. Most of his assassin work is tracking people down and killing or poisoning them quietly and without a trace.

The blue bracelet he wears on his wrist was the only jewelry his younger sister ever owned. Syle bought it for her with the money he recieved on one of his jobs. He wears it as a reminder of his vow.

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ayye.

should be okay to post now. I'll get the rest up in a minute.

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save me a spot for assasin! :D DUelest Class.

And you said that magic is really rare, does that mena you WILL let someone have it? If so.. *raises hand* meeeeeee.

 

 

Also, I type most of my replies on my tablet, since I have very long nails, i may not type with excellent spelling. I usually have good grammar though. I'm just too lazy to fix all of my typos. I hope that this is acceptable.

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Lynx

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Lynx is rather bold and loud She is like Luna Lovegood in the sense that she is rather... odd. Loud, shameless and weird. She is more animal like than human. Lynx enjoys being flashy, showing off her skills. Once she sets her mind to something, she is natrually good at it. The problem is that she loses focus easy and doesn't like setting herself to standards. She craves adventure and can grow bored easily. She is particularly fast on her feet, but has low stamina levels. She is strong and tall for her age. Lynx is stubborn and laid-back most of the time. She does not like to follow orders. Some of her skills include: being double jointed, the ability of being able to climb almost any surface, very good at mimicking animal sounds and is EXTREMELY good at sneaking around. However, there is a side to Lynx that she does not show very often. She is very lazy and selfish at times, mainly because she lacks compassion twords humankind, caring more about dragons and animals more so than humans. This tendency causes her to be merciless in the face of battle.

 

 

 

 

 

Wolf

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Wolf is my in-game character. Her full name is 'Wolf and Star'. She takes on my own personality, which is quite similar to that of Lynx. During quests Wolf loves to muck around and try to break the system by utilizing glitches- just for laughs, but she always produces reliable results. She is a fair viking and  she never uses glitches for her own personal gain. Some of my profile info will be listed below:.............

 

In Game Name:  Wolf and Star..............

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........Lyra

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Lyra is very concealed and secretive. She rarely shows emotion and looks down on those who do. She is insanely obervative and could possibly rub off as edgy. Lyra can be rudely scarcastic, and may accidently hurt you. Don't expect remorse.  Though in fights, she doesn't appear to have a sense of honor and isn't afraid to fight dirty. She WILL kill. Lyra is willing to do anything to ensure her well being, and the well being of her mother. Which could be a weakness. she values her self preservation. She doesn't talk much either. She usually has her hood masking her pale delicate face and long hair 

 

 

 

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hmmm, I might be willing to let your character possess the ability to use magic as long as they don't use it often (or if on the rare occassion they do, hide it well or will be found out). like I hinted at in the plot, there was a war that pretty much wiped out magic and anyone left with it would be very rare and would have to hide it. so if your character has it, people would loathe them if they found out and some might even try to kill them because of it so the obvious smart thing to do is not get caught in the first place possessing it.

 

because I don't want to seem unfair to others by letting you have magic, if your character does have it I ask you make it one of your character's specialized "weapons" even if it's not often usable.

 

and that's understandable. ^^

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Magic weapon? Do you mean like say, an ice sword or something? So technically, she won't actually possess magic, but instead find a magical object and have the capability to wield it? Or am I miss understanding??

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no, I just meant if she possesses magic it would be considered a weapon in itself and therefore would take up one of the 3 slots of weapons that your character can wield. hope that makes sense.

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Oh! Okay! Yeah. Thanks.

Final question before I start working on my thread. When you say magic, do you mean a spefic magic ability like water manipulation,  OR just magic? Like spell casting, potion making?

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it's a form of spell-casting but each person with magical abilities has their own field of magic, so yeah. so some people might be more akin to fire-like manipulation/spells while others, maybe poison or something. basically, yeah, you can have a specific ability like water manipulation, keeping it narrowed down into one field so if you do have water manipulation, that just applies to water spells or control and something like ice, steam, or another subset of water would be in another category and won't necessarily apply, or if it does the overall power or control of each one is lowered than if she only could use water magic itself.

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Name: Z
Gender:
Age (17 or older): 22
Group (knight or assassin): Assassin
Class: Artificer
Appearance:

Personality: A cynical strategist with a knack for system analysis plus a hint of madness and a sadistic streak Z is ruthless and cunning above all else. He employs traps that will often leave the target to a slow painful death even if he is capable of killing the target in an instant, unless the mission demands it.

Z is generally not a rule follower prefering to question everything that comes to mind. While he does have his own morals Z isn't above simply putting those morals on the sidelines in order to fulfill an objective often with ruthless efficiency.

He does have targets that he refuses to kill, either out of respect or out of debt. And to his only regret is not telling that princess that he cared for her and respected her, the princess is the only person other than Z himself who knows Z's real name. However Z realizes that due to the difference in their status and his current occupation that being with the princess is impossible. Z does genuinely care for certain people, but also harbours a deep hatred of humanity. Z has an incredibly dark sense of humor.


History (optional):Z was born into a family of knights who for generations trained as the Royal Family's personal guard. As a child Z showed exceptional talent in the physical sciences as well as in Alchemy and marveled the palace with his talents, including his potions which could kill or cure. One day after being assigned to a Princess Miriela who showed him the outside world and the results of frivoluous spending by the nobles on the people of the land Z was infuriated. While Z had gone outside the palace walls on missions before he did not ge to see this side of society. Z had long been taught that the nobility should serve the people, and understood the balance that existed between the people and nobility. Realizing that should the practice of abusing the people spread, the entire land would fall apart Z decided to make his move.

After plotting for months Z waited until the good king went on a diplomatic mission to various noble families. It was there that he set his plan into action.

Still under the guise of a loyal guard Z planted traps that targetted certain nobles while following a diplomatic misson by the king. Within a month all the traps had been set and after leaving the palace Z activated them killing a quarter of the kingdom's nobility in a single day This was when he assumed the identity of Z. Afterwards Z left the palace and within a year made a legend for himself among the assasins. Even some knights shake in fear when they hear rumors about a man who leaves a single golden letter at the scenes of mysterious crimes. 

 

Weapon(s) (limit to 3 that they specialize with):

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Electromagnetic Cannon: a multipurpose cannon that can shoot out various projectiles and traps as well as basically anything you can throw down the barrel. Mostly used for explosives. Can switch to a Gatling mode. When firing Z must be rooted otherwise he will go flying due to recoil (sometimes he uses this to his advantage to dodge).

Traps/potions: Traps filled with snakes, explosives, and chemicals that produce many different effects Z prefers to use traps made of metal, poison, and explosives. Though not all of Z's traps are for killing, some are deployable cover and others spray a fine mist that heals those within it. Z stores these traps and potions in bullet shaped capsules. He also uses a lot of thin string.

(If the last one isnt allowed then I'll change it)

Master Codex: An old Codex that Z procured from an ancient library, the Master Codex is a tome full of designs for magical weaponry and is considered forbidden knowledge. Z has adapted many of these magical designs to work without Magic. The Master Codex also generates electricity which is used to power the cannon and can store items within it's pages, Z uses the storage feature to store potions, traps, and ammunition.

The Codex is a red leather bound book with a gear embossed in gold on the cover and a lightning bolt down it's spine. It contains 1000 pages.

 

Romantic Partner: Open unless someone wants to make a princess character who has Z intwined in her backstory.
Extra (optional): Only he and a Miriela know Z's real name, instead he simply gives his name out as Z.

 

 Name: Princess Miriela Delmaris Draoma

Gender: female
Age (17 or older): 18
Group (knight or assassin): knight
Class: Warlord
Appearance:

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Personality: An individual who cares for all those under her rule and is not afraid to speak her mind on issues that concern those she believes to protect. Miriela is fiercely independent and refuses to bow to anyone. Even though she is a princess she learned combat and strategy from Z to hold her own on the battlefield as being protected by a knight "didn't suit her". While she is a master of stategy and positioning she often jumps into the fray. She still has a lingering attachment to Z. Like Z she often laughs at dark humor or irony but this is mostly due to having spent 5 years under Z. 

History (optional): A princess of Draoma who supported Ishmael and befriended him when she was younger. She was close to the orphaned boy and attempted to be the older sister (despite being a year younger) but later the two had to part as Ishmael went to knight school. After this she was under the care of Z for an extended period of time during her teenage years. To Miriela Z was a sort of older brother who allowed her the freedom to explore as would come to her aid should she require it but let her solve things on her own. It was during the time that she was with Z that Miriela snuck out of the castle to see the world around her often with Z performing overwatch from somewhere she couldn't see. 

Unlike many of the others in the nobility Miriela was interested in the common folk and harboured a respect for them that was often lost on nobles. In particular this lead her to have Z assigned to her when Z was still a knight as she was a master of strategy and often the only one capable of reigning her in was Z and his unorthodox tactics. However Miriela saw this as a series of games (as did Z) and both would compete until she was inevitably caught (usually through Z's traps). One day Z came across her in a back alleyway and after witnessing the behaviour of the nobility on the common populace both went back to the palace to remedy the situation in the ways they saw fit. Even after parting she holds onto a small vial of a special elixir that Z made as a parting gift to her.


Weapon(s) (limit to 3 that they specialize with):

Weapon 1 (all worn together as a set and welded together)

Katars: Punching knives

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Bucklers: Small shields that are worn in tandem with the Katars. 

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Vambraces: 

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This is all worn as a set with the vambraces under the katars which are under the buckler. 

 

Weapon 2: Fans as shown in the picture.

These metallic fans can deflect arrows and lacerate foes. 

 

Weapon 3: Summon Z

Miriela's most powerful weapon

Romantic Partner: Open
Extra (optional): 

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Check out my new Fan Fiction: Dragonmaster: The Legend of Garth of Izar

You are welcome to post comments including guesses as to who certain characters are or what will happen in the next chapter, comments help me to improve. Constructive criticism is always appreciated.

Prologue: A Hole in the Ground

Chapter 1: Izar

Chapter 2: Bored at School

Chapter 3: Dragon Training

Chapter 4: The Orphan Girl

Chapter 5: Old Ghosts

Chapter 6: Memories, Dreams, and Night Furies

Chapter 7: Field Trip

Chapter 8: Emerging Tides

Chapter 9: Festival of Light

Chapter 10: Choosing a Dragon 

Chapter 11: Intriguing Leads

Chapter 12: The Sword in the Iceberg 

Chapter 13: The Izarian Archives

Chapter 14: The Ishtar Investigation

Chapter 15: Saga's Secret

Chapter 16: Celestial Storm NEW CHAPTER!

 

Other interesting posts

Chances of Receiving a Certain Powerup From the Mystery Box of Powerups Study

 

The Book of Dragons (it's a work in progress I'm trying to organize all the tips and tricks on the forums into something that's browsable)

 

The Bejeweled Chest Fiasco, Me and harbinger (my deathsong) investigate the mystery of the random chests and we find a big one!

 

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Quotes:

If you zap a dead fish right you can restart it's heart and then it becomes a problem, especially if it's supposed to be your dinner. 

 

"It was going well until it exploded"

 

"It's just a mild calibration error" 

 

"I'm not crazy I'm completely insane and i enjoy every minute of it!"

 

Dragons:

Monstrous Nightmare: Sunbreaker (M) (Broadwing)

 

The first dragon I come across on berk, goes around doing his own thing most of the time. Likes taking care of baby dragons so he stays in the stables alot. Though he will come out to play fireball frenzy. He loves showing off and as he always shoots fire at the sun at least once a day hoping to finally catch that light. 

 

Deadly Nadder: Whirlwind (F) (Broadwing)

Fast and agile Whirlwind is one of my racing dragons. She is often the one trusted to lead the herd when Sunbreaker is away. She loves mirrors and shiny objects. She also preens alot. 

 

Thunderdrum: SONAR (M) (Broadwing)

A blind thunderdrum, uses sound to navigate. Really loud and loves singing (not everyone else enjoys it though).

 

Scauldron: Wavedancer (F) (Broadwing)

Boiling water and a knack for mischief, this scauldron often plays pranks on fishing boatsby stealing their catch and doubling it. 

 

Tide Glider: Riptide (F) (Broadwing)

My main riding dragon, she is shy around new people but will never back down from a fight. She is the first dragon I tamed while on Izar, and my main dragon for fun stuff in the game.

 

Skrill: Teslan (F) (Broadwing)

Often charges my electrical lab equipment and is my main racing dragon.

 

Raincutter: Drizzle (F) (Broadwing)

Likes rain, helps me out at the forge and in the lab 

 

Stormcutter: Chinook (M) (Broadwing)

This stormcutter was found riding the chinooks as a baby he likes warm winds and long flights in the mountains.

 

Zippleback: Ayre & Dance (M) (Broadwing)

One head sleeps while the other one searches for food. Two headed efficiency at its finest.

 

Sand Wraith: Luna (F) (Broadwing)

Found on the Onyx beach, this sand wraith looks like the surface of the moon

 

Changewing: Glass (F) (Broadwing)

Loves hide and seek, and likes turning invisible and scaring vikings into thinking there is a ghost. 

 

Woolly Howl: Athabasca (F) (Broadwing)

Named after the Princess, Glacier, River and Lake bearing the same name she like cold weather and enjoys dragon nip tea

 

Shivertooth: Blizzard (M) (Broadwing)

Found on Icestorm Island harrasing groncicles, has a grudge with Yellowknife

 

Flightmare: Aurora (F) (Broadwing)

Likes flying around Icestorm Island

 

Speed Stinger:Scramjet (F) (Broadwing)

Always moves with her mouth open reminded me of a scramjet

 

Typhoomerang: Scorch (F) (Broadwing)

Likes scorching eels, hates eating them

 

Hobblegrunt: Tlaloc (M) (Broadwing)

Named after the Aztec god of rain Tlaloc likes splashing in puddles

 

Sweet Death: Ambrosia (M) (Shortwing)

sits around all day bothering the bees

 

Shockjaw: Ion (F) (Broadwing)

Ion likes swimming in saltwater and plasma

 

Fireworm Queen: Fusion (F) (Shortwing)

Very protective even as a baby

 

Fireworm Queen2: Pulsar (F) (Shortwing)

Very adventurous even as a baby is blue for some reason

 

Smothering Smokebreath: Charla (F) (Shortwing)

Loves eating charcoal

 

Groncicle: Yellowknife (M) (Broadwing)

named after the capital of the Northwest Territories and found on Icestorm Island

 

Rumblehorn: Shieldbreaker (M) (Broadwing)

Guess what his favorite hobby is?

 

Scuttleclaw: Ammolite (F) (Shortwing)

 

Moldruffle: Fel (M) (Baby)

Mudraker: Mudkip (M) (Baby)

Grapple Grounder 1: Yin (M) (Shortwing)

Grapple Grounder 2: Yang (F) (Shortwing)

Snow Wraith: Frostbite (M) (Shortwing)

Prickleboggle: Nightingale (F) (Baby)

Sliquifier: Sedna (F) (Baby)
Razorwhip 1: Tomahawk (M) (Baby)
Razorwhip 2:  Katara (F) (Baby)
Deathsong: Harbinger (F) (Broadwing)
Snaptrapper: Mistletoe (F) (Baby)
After rescuing a freezing egg on Snoggletog's eve this Snaptrapper was born the next day in the middle of winter. 
Thunderpede: Magnitude (M) (Baby)
Timberjack: Maple (F) (Baby)

 

Slithering Fluoroscale by Nightmarerebuff: Silica

Found when flying around Berk eating elderberries off the bushes, hates raspberries.

 

(Former Clan: Order of the White Lotus)

 

Current Clan: The Dragon Racers

 

On the Subject of Hackers

please read this link, it helps to identify the different types of hackers. I have hacked computers, and servers in the past (despite not being the best at code) but I never do it for personal gain. Unfortunately the hackers most people refer to on the internet are crackers so they bring a bad light on the hacking community in general. I only learned to hack code because I needed to in order to hack my microwave and other software in my house.

 

Don't be a Cracker you ruin it for everyone!

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Swords and daggers

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Name: Zed Kobura
Gender: Male
Age: 14
Group: Knight (Gonna try sommit different ; I'd usually go for an assassin)
Class: Reaver
Appearance:

(His outfit)

 

Personality: 

Timid and quiet, Zed has a typically reserved personality. He's difficult to talk to and usually makes conversations quite awkward with his short and blunt answers. Concealing information is a breeze for him, mostly because he rarely speaks anyway even when being interrogated he struggles to open his mouth.

Zed can also be quite docile ; He follows orders without hesitation and rarely speaks his own mind. His submissive nature makes it easy for people to take advantage of him as he will most likely carry out their request, whether he likes it or not.

However, when in his berserker state his personality flips sides ; from Heaven to he11. He becomes enraged with only one thing in mind: killing. He completely loses his conscience and will attack whoever he sees, friend or foe, in order to satisfy his bloodlust. 
History: Zed's origins are currently unknown but he was found as a baby in a fishing boat, which was moving down a river deep in the woods.

The man who found him was the owner of a small Japanese restaurant located on the outskirts of the city. He was just taking a walk with his 7 year old daughter when they stopped by the river to skip some stones, the man's daughter's stone made a knocking sound as it came into contact with wooden boat. The two were confused as to what a boat was doing so deep into the forest. The father waded through the water and pulled the boat back the river beach. When they looked inside they couldn't see anything, but then a sudden cry broke the silence, it came from under the rear seats. He looked beneath the seat and widened his eyes, to his surprise there was a baby wrapped in cloth. Realizing there was no one else around he decided to the the baby back with him. Oddly, the baby has white hair at such a young age, the man assumed he must have come from a distant tribe of some sort. Over the years he grew up and even began working at the restaurant. He grew close to the two he lived with, seeing the man as his father and girl as his older sister. However one day, a band of thugs raided the restaurant and demanded money from Zed's adoptive father when he refused the thugs prepared to slash the man with machetes. But in the nick of time Zed leapt in front of he weapons and suffered a deep cut across his chest. The men laughed sadistically and called Zed a foolish child for his meaningless sacrifice. While the men continued to threaten the old man Zed miraculously survived the attack and began crawling away from the scene and into the kitchen, finding the largest knife he could. It took a while for one of the thugs to notice Zed's body missing. When they followed the trail of blood which led towards the kitchen they were all met with a boy who stared at them with murderous eyes, knife in hand. Zed rushed the men, slaughtering each an every one of them. Surprisingly their attacks were futile and instead made his attack with even more vigor. But immediately after this, Zed was rushed to the nearest healing Centre where his injuries were treated. When they'd learned what had caused such wounds a message was immediately sent to the castle. Over time, they retrieved Zed and began to training him to fight, not that he wanted to but he was too scared to refuse. For years they tried to find ways to manipulate Zed's berserker ability which would most valuable in their military. He was put through many inhumane and torturing tests and experiments, but all ended in failure.

For now, he was allowed to return back to the outskirts of the city. But for how long will his temporary freedom last? Surely the palace will send for Zed again. 
Weapon(s): 

Scythe

Weapon 2 TBD

Weapon 3 TBD


Romantic Partner: TBD
Extra:

Gin (Zed's step-father)

Heles (Zed's step-sister)

 

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Name: Xayah
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Group: Assassin
Class: Rogue
Appearance:


Personality: WIP
History:

Her younger sister is currently suffering from a life threatening disease but is barely being kept alive in the royal healing centre. Her previous boss had hired Xayah to carry out his dirty work after he had witnesses her skill first hand. For years she carried out each and everyone one of his orders, successfully completing each and everyone of them, and in return the man granted her sister's safety. But one night when she refused one of his orders, he no longer agreed to protect his sister and gave her up to the royal guard. The request was for her to kill her sister as a test of loyalty. Infuriated, she quickly slaughtered her boss and left his body to rot in the seat where he sat. However, before his death he'd passed on the information to the royal guard  as to how she cared deeply for her little sister's well being. The guards used this to blackmail Xayah into giving herself up, since the guards couldn't deal with the renowned assassin themselves, in order for them to spare her sister's life. With no other option she surrendered herself and was locked up in the royal prison. 
Weapon(s):

Clawed Gauntlet (Ignore the handle at the bottom and image the top half attached to her glove (right hand only))

 

Smoke Bombs

Poison daggers

Romantic Partner: TBD
Extra:

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(Note: None of the above art is mine. All credits to their rightful owners)

 

Last Edit: Got permission to change Zed's age. 

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Daggers and Swords


Name: Ishmael Orion
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Group: Knight
Class: Seeker
Appearance: Straight tidy short black hair with a bang go down one side of his face, fair skin and fairy thin frame. His navy blue orbs are behind the spectacles(I might bend lore a bit and say they're rectriangle because if it's historically accurate he will looks veryyyy dorky)He wears light armor, either made of fabric or very thin armor, anyway it shows how thin he is, but covered it all with the snow white cape anyway(His weapons are also being kept under the cape), he's a perfect combination of white knight and prince character(even though he's not the later) except for the eyewears part.
Personality: Ish can be described as your classic white knight, He's chivarious and a gentlement who value honor greatly, even though his class and skills might said otherwise(making him a little bit of a hypocrite). In battle he's also cunning and highly observant in order to find enemies weaknesses. Despite being a great fighter, Ish have a good record of not taking the enemy lives, if they're humanoid that is. Generally he's quiet, calm and collect, a little shy but do have a fair share of dramatic flair, sometime all this personality quirk make him look stuck up. It's possible that he unconciously making himself to be like this(more classic knighty than your average hunter)to gain acceptance and make himself likable which has something to do with his past, it's also possible that he have a self-esteem issue and think lowly of himself. In the end he's still a teenager and tend to have some naive quality or can be snapped under pressure.

History: Ish comes from a long line of seeker family(as described in the Seeker description) who has been regarded highly and is known to serve and protect the crown for generations. Unfortunately the Orions had suffered from the great war and now the with mysterious death. What's left of this once powerful clan's now a couple and their only child. Ishamael's father left the young child for a mission and never return, now presumed MIA/dead. Ishamael's mother, found to have magic and have to face the wrath of the crowd, result in her banishment to please them. Ishamael, now orphanaged, got taken in by the royal and the house of knight to ensure the survival of the Orion clan and to honor all the history and friendship between the clan and the palace. There has been a mix reaction, those that except him as a child of their own and those who warried about the possiblity of magic in his blood, but regardless of how he was casted aside and look down upon by some, they're a family to him, especially the princess(can be the same one from Z's backstory) who grew up together along side him. Once he's old enough however, they started to treat him less like a family and more like a knight he become to avoid gossip, now he's nothing more than a young knight who own the royal a great deal.
Weapons: Bow and Arrow, multiple one handed swords, Thin long line of string made out of silver that's being used in place of ordinary rope, they're good for traps and helping him manuever to the high ground.
Romantic Partner: He's available but he's curently mooning over a princess who he know he could never end up together, He's bi so either gender is fine...but whoever it is I prefer it to play out naturally so I won't keep my word they're going to fall for each other.
Extra: if I could make it line up with Z's backstory, I'd say that Ish didn't serve the princess at all, they just grew up together/is a childhood friend until he become the knight and seeing each other less, then Z become her personal guard kinight...(if you're okay with this, Garth)

 

Name: Wallace Seaward
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Group: Knight
Class: Guardian
Appearance: Wal is a big boy, fat with thick stocky build, easily tower the adult male despite still be in his teen. He got short raven hair and small black round eyes. His outfit consist of big metal armor plates, and some white fabric...similar to this:

(Actually he's kind of a humanized version of this character as well, so I will say that he look kinda like this too though not exact;


Personality: Wal's strongest suit is his optimistic, soft-hearted, friendly and compasionate attitudes. He's eager to help his friends. He's not entirely pacisfist for he can be serious and willing to fight to protect the comrades but he still got a lot of capacity of empathy even to his enemies, and is also very non-discriminatory. Like most guardian, Wal's selflessness, heroism and determination to protect can be self-distructed.

Wal would act as a peacemaker in a group, and hate to see his friends fight each other. He also wasn't ashame of his love for food, mostly because he love to bring his friend to eat out together more than anything. In most aspect he still naive and child-like.

History: Wallace is a refugee from the neigbhor kingdom, along with a few who stayed after the great war. He often got a sideway glare for that and especially since he joined the knight, willing to fight and protect the kingdom that wasn't his homeland. But he never let those discrimination and concern discourage him.
Weapons: Lance and Shield, the shield is similar to the picture above but the lance look like this;

Romantic Partner: He's available for either genders.
Extra: none at the moment

 

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Tahno and Her Dragons, The Drake-seven

 

 Tahno: The seemingly mute viking who prefer isolation and dragons over human social, She marked a territory in a cave in a forest and live with her dragons. After her traumatic past, she and Manta the thunderdrum then started exploring, away from civilization and get to know more dragons. She's currently an alpha of a pack of dragons known as the drake six, an ellite dragon that with Tahno's lead would protect the area from all viking and human's harm!

 

      Manta:  Tahno's bestfriend and her main ways of traveling, the Thunderdrum is always seen by her side. Despite being a thunderdrum, Manta does not share the stuborness of his kind and tend to have more of a soft-hearted, loyal and obedience nature but shall protect his rider and willing to do anything for her

 

 

 

      Drain: A Skrill that Tahno saved. As oppose to Manta, Drain tend to be more wild, agreesive and unfriendly towards other, however, he is as loyal and as protective to Tahno as the thunderdrum for their history. The Skrill makes up for Manta lack of hostility and act as their strong arm, willing to do the nasty job for them. The skrill and a thunderdrum also share an unlikely bond and act like they're brothers which make it less worrying for Tahno that they will fight if she chooses to ride one more than the other

   

     Springfill: Springfill is a wild Scauldron who, consequently, lives near where Tahno and her friends hang out. After sometime The rider and the dragons somehow earn his trust and liking, enough for him to, from coming to play with them himself, to protect them from harms and even let Tahno riding him sometimes.

He has been seen following or stay with Tahno more often but for now he's still the only one in the drake-six who has his place in the ocean and not her place and still part of the ellite

 

     Snapjaw: Snapjaw, like Springfill, is an older wild dragon. She attacks Tahno one day in the forest but later Tahno gained her trust and like the scauldron and the skrill, they begin to develope trust. However, unlike Springfill, Snapjaw decided to keep her company around the group as she feel guilty about their first meeting. She is hot-headed and get angry easily but also caring.

 

    Bellblue: Like Root and Manta, Bellblue was found and hatched by Tahno, makes him the second youngest member of the crew. And like most of other Stormcutters, Bellblue tend to be very confident and proudstuck, high on ego, love to taking control but loyal to tahno with no end. Still pretty young, Bellblue is noticable very small compared to fully grown stormcutters.

 

    Bluejay: Sometime Navyjay or just Jay as Tahno likes to call. They first met during the inccident, where Tahno got seperate form her dragons in the wood. There she met a friendly snafflefang and end up spent a lot of quality time together, by then Bluejay wouldn't leave her side! They share a somewhat besty-like friendship. Personality wise, Bluejay is very similar to Manta, soft-heart, and chill and when it comes to lighten the mood in the group up, he is very good at it!
 
    Eggplant: The latest addition the the pack, Eggplant's everyone's baby girl. being rescued by Tahno as a baby. Much like Root in her early years, Eggplant's enthusiastic in proving herself and she's done a great job so far. Because of her age however, she mostly being keep out of any serious missions. She's already swift and brave for her age now however.
 
 
 
 
Others

 

     Northernlight: The old flightmare that mysteriously appears one day and protects Tahno and the gangs from the territorial changwings. Since then she acts as their guardian and follow Tahno everywhere. Her backstories and whereabout is unknow but it might related to the lost of her child or rider, or that she was a netural alpha and have protective instinct or that she's just kind. She is the oldest and undoubtly the most mature. At the present time her ages weakening her that she's no longer suit to be the alpha or in their ellite, but she still gain respect as always and currently spend the rest of her life resting and happy in Tahno's place

     Root: Root's origin is quite similar to Manta's. Tahno found and hatched her, make her the youngest members to this crew, "baby girl" as what Tahno called her time to time. However, despite her love of dragons, Tahno held somewhat grudge against the whispering death species due to her past and even though she tries to be open-minded, she still unintentionally give Root a hard time. Unfortunately, this result in Root distancing herself from the group. And result in her ruthless nature, however, she still love Tahno dearly even when she's no longer in her pack

    The Queen: previously known as Flamebringer, She's not exactly part of the group but she shared a strong bond with Tahno and her dragons. Like Torch, She was found as a hatchling in a hand of the trappers, Tahno resqued her but mistaked as a normal male fireworm due to the size. After sometime together, Tahno decided it is better to return the fireworm to her nest. They later met again when she became the queen of the nest. At first Tahno didn't recognize her but the queen did and she shown her affectionate as gratitute. Unfortunatly being the queen stopped her from spend times with the viking. However, Tahno still come to visit her every so often and if it's really need, the dragon is willingly to come and help.

  Rivercry: Tahno may like and understand dragons, but this poor sandwraith is the example of her miscommunication. The sandwraith happened to be near where she lived and in every trouble she brought, the sandwraith ended up caught in it most of the time. A lot of her action unintentionally made this sandwraith suffering. He likes to complain and never in a good relationship with the group. Ironically, spending his time these troublemaker kinda made them grow to him a bit, or maybe he got used to them, still he won't admit it easily!

 

    Crowl: Somehow this Eruptodron were able to survive faraway from the volcano and still have enough strength to scar away Tahno and her friend upon encounter, Tahno however was so amused by this new dragon that she keep wanting to get close, so much she later discovered that no matter how much this young energetic male hide it, he's dying. With some afford, she able to guide the eruptodron to the nearest volcano and thus all the grudge and hatred was dropped. Crowl's greatful enough to let this girl continue to get too excited when she see him and sometime even let her ride on his back.

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Lyra The Assassin

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Name: Lyra
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Group: Assassin
Class: Duelist
Appearance:

 


Personality:

Lyra is very concealed and secretive. She rarely shows emotion and looks down on those who do. She is insanely obervative and could possibly rub off as edgy. Lyra can be rudely scarcastic, and may accidently hurt you. Don't expect remorse.  Though in fights, she doesn't appear to have a sense of honor and isn't afraid to fight dirty. She WILL kill. Lyra is willing to do anything to ensure her well being, and the well being of her mother. Which could be a weakness. she values her self preservation. She doesn't talk much either. She usually has her hood masking her pale delicate face and long hair. 


History: Lyra lived a secluded life in a nice cottage in the woods with her mother and father. Though, her father was never home and when he was, her parents would act strange. Like even breathing the same air revolted them. But they acted like it was fine. When Lyra asked where her father kept going her mother would say that he was on a "business trip". The pair obviously only stayed together because of Lyra. They assumed that Lyra couldnt hear their fightning from behind the walls. Lyra's father (againmst he rmother's wishes) would take her out hunting, teach her to fight and to kill. It was obvious he wished to have a boy instead of a girl.  As Lyra grew older, she began to suspect that her father wasnt a merchant. What type of merchant knew how to fight? To kill? But her parents never told her what he did for a living. Lyra's mother taught her to sow, to play a musical intrament, usual female things, but Lyra always waited for when her dad would return. One day, on Lyra's 13th birthday, her dad never returned. Lyra's mother was angusished, without him returning with money, the family couldnt better themselves. Lyra was hurt even more. After that she became cold- unrecognizeable. Thinking that if she dared attach to someone, they would just disappear. So Lyra became the provider, she caught dear robbed people. She used the skills her dad taught her to become one of the most wanted criminals in the outskirts of the kingdom. Then, she found the profit of killing. People would pay a boatload of money for someone dead, so Lyra began to do that. Every week she would return home and give her mother most of her cut. She never told her mother where the money came from, she diddnt need her to refuse it. 


Weapon(s)):

-Lyra has fire-type magic. This was discovered at a young age- not wanting to kill their child, her parents moved to the outskirts of the kingdom, alone in the woods. They taught her to supress her powers; which means to supress her emotions. 

 

-(Two swords like this, inside an 'x' sheath on her back)

 

-Poisions in bottles located on her belt. Some of them are air-borne toxins. If she needs to, she can create a make-shift slingshot to fire them.


Romantic Partner: Not exactly her thing


Extra (optional): Lyra is a master at Any close-quarters combat. Swords, fist to fist, knives. She is very athletic and crafty. She carries a scar in her collarbone, a  reminder of a lost battle.

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My main dragon & viking OCs

 

Viking

 

Name:

Rai

Age:

17

Gender:

Female

Appearance:

Usually full black, if not, she has cream wraps (the stuff for boxing you know?) around her chest, feet, and one shoulder. She has many tattoos on her left arm and on her right is a piece of blue cloth wrapped tightly by a lighter blue scarf. She has dark brown hair which she proceeds to cut to a punk-shaved haircut, short. Rai is average height, a little muscular, and has light bronze skin.

Personality:

Gentle, a little headstrong, quiet, social (just cause you're quiet doesn't mean you're shy), somewhat quirky.

Skills:

Cooking, running, hunting, listening to tiny sounds and knows a small set of survival rules.

Extra:

 Rai runs regularily, builds, and is the Blacksmith's neice. Her uncle acts as her father-figure, as she lives with him and her aunt, Matilda. Everyone simply calls her uncle "Blacksmith." Rai means lightning in Japanese. She has a small dragon named Hazard who is a Toxic Nightshade and has a disabled leg. Rai has some scars. She lifts many rocks and boulders for Blacksmith and helps cook, hunt, fish, and gather with her aunt. Rai doesn't plan on leaving home anytime soon. Her hands and feet are hardened from years of the same trail up the mountain and helping Blacksmith forge weapons.

 

Dragons

 

Name:

Flapjack

Age:

Teen

Gender:

Male

Species:

Shockjaw

Appearance:

Silver scales, aqua underbelly, pink ridges and under wings.

Personality:

Basically the opposite of Rai.

Extra:

Best friend is Hazard. :3

 

Name:

Hazard

Age:

Broadwing

Gender:

Male

Species:

Toxic Nightshade

Appearance:

Fully black, some purple spots on wings, spine fins purple and spikes along tail as well.

Personality:

Outgoing, friendly, chirpy, doesn't like to follow orders, loves to eat papyrus.

Extra:

Best friend is Flapjack. :3

 

Backstory

 

"Rai! Wake up! Your uncle needs you!" A female voice croaked, pulling the covers off of me. 

"Ma, please, just a few more minutes...." I drifted off, watching as my aunt, Matilda, rolled her eyes. Matilda put her hands on her hips and loomed down on me.

"He needs help carrying the boulders. They're at the top of the hill. Run, now! Swiftly." Matilda wrapped my feet in cloth and held it together with a pin. I stood up. Quietly I jumped from my window, landing about 6 feet down. I made a quick forward-roll to break my fall and stood up. Quickly, my head darted to a sound. 

"That's weird..." I said aloud, searching for the source of the noise. It almost sounded Dragon-Like. My village was a little ways away from Berk, who owned dragons. We did too, but not all of us like them. I squinted my eyes, and jumped as I felt a drop on my shoulder. Grey clouds rolled over the hills.

I took out my binoculars from my bag and glanced around. The rain started with a patter, and grew more and more until it was at the point of thundering and booming. My house was only a few blocks away. I could take cover. But I knew traveling in conditions like this would just make me stronger. I put my binoculars back, tensing up.

I started at a fast walk, which progressed to a jog.

Evenutally I was sprinting up the padded down trail up the mountain. The wet mud sloshed between my toes, gripping at the soles of my feet but I continued on. Small drops fell down my shoulders, and I reached for the last ledge that was un-walkable. I put my foot in a worn-down, moss covered foothole.

Immediately it slipped. I yelled out, holding on the the ledge now with one hand. Carefully I tried to put my foot back in, but it was no use. I swung my other arm up, feeling the first arm get sore and loose hold a little. I had some rope attached to my belt. I reached an arm down to get it, and swung it over my shoulder in hopes of grabbing something.

My feets scrambled against the wet rock. The rope snatched onto something.

I slowly made my way up, taking the rope back when I realized what pulled me up.

It was a silver and coral dragon, which I recognized as a Shockjaw. 

"Woah..." I breathed out in wonder. It tilted it's head at me, suddenly letting out the same call as before. I saw a part of its wing was damaged. "Oh, Thor..." I gasped when I saw it. Some blood dripped onto the grass. I grabbed the blue cloth from my arm and wrapped it around the muscle. It let out a small sound that echoed across the water.

The rain poured down harder, threatening me to get home.

I didn't.

My messanger dragon, Hazard, landed on my shoulder. He pecked my cheek sharply.

"Ay! Don't do that!" I scolded him. Hazard gave me a cheeky smile, jumping down from me and landing next to the Shockjaw. Carefully, he sniffed at the new bandage.

Then Hazard looked back to me. Hazard climbed onto the Shockjaw's back and closed his eyes. 

"Hazard! Don't do that! He could be hurt!" I exclaimed. The Shockjaw gave me a look saying,

It's okay.

I relaxed, pulling my hood over my head and stepped into the cave the Shockjaw sat in. 

"I really wish I had some flapjack pancakes." I thought aloud. I shook my head, leaning against the cave and closed my eyes. I hoped the dragon would trust me, or I was in big trouble.

 

(All made by me)

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got a few question before I can fill out the rest of the form for my character.

What's the punishment if you're being found to have magic? Ishamael wouldn't have magic, don't worry, but his mother would and I want to know should I have her locked up, excecuted or banished. I know it could be something as simple as being warried or looked down upon and no punishment at all but let just say if that person have been serving or is pretty close to the royal for sometime and with all this mysterious death that could be linking to magic...how would they react?

 

 

also I wish more people would join but if no one's will i actually kinda interested to have another knight character

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there isn't a set punishment from the government for having magic itself, but because magic users and non-magic users have bad blood in the past (the war) magic users were considered evil and many people's families were harmed by magic even before the war, and even though the non-magical nations won in the end and wiped out most magic, there were still many awful casualties on the winning side.

not to say any given magic user is evil, of course, but the general mindset would be to blame someone with magic if it was known. the government itself doesn't necessarily have a punishment in place for the mere possession of magic but the general population are very oppressive and while the average person would probably just look down on them, someone who had a family member injured, killed, or worse by magic users might be tempted to harm someone with magic whether they were part of the evil-doers or not.

so if Ishamael's mother is serving the crown, and if she was found out to possess magic (or was already known) with the death of the prince fresh on everyone's minds without knowing how it happened, people would become furious and many would probably blame anyone with magic whether it was their fault or not because of similar problems happening in the past having to do with magic.

since there wouldn't be direct proof Ishamael's mother was involved, the crown wouldn't be able to execute her (right away) but if there was a small way to link her up or find a way to put the blame on her and other magic users, the higher ups may be able to do so.

I'd say make it so she's locked up, maybe with the possible threat of execution hanging over her, but banishment is also fine if it works better for your backstory ^^

 

and if not many more people join soon you can make another character.

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I'm ok with it chameishida

I'm ok with it chameishida

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I could smell love triangle already

Great! I'm glad!

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okay, everyone whose forms are finished are accepted. and if they aren't, as long as you complete it before you post your first rp reply once we start, you're good unless I say otherwise.

also, since it doesn't seem too many more people are interested in joining, who else (besides chameishida, who I know is interested in having another knight character) might be interested in having another knight/assassin character for reference?? I'll probably be making an assassin character myself since we have 7 spots left (they don't all have to be taken to start the rp, but filling up one or two more will even it out a bit since no one else has joined so far.)

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Well I thought I'd try sommiy different this time round so wasn't planning on making an assassin but seeing as there's so many spots available I'll take one. Save spot for a rogue plz.

 

p.s I'll get that form finished for u soon. U guys can start if u want.

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Well now that more people are

Well now that more people are interested I will not be making any characters for now in case they're interested in being knights

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A wild post appeared!!!

I am excited for this RP but, I'll be heading off to camp for a week with a strict ban on eletronics. SO, I will not be replying until friday. I wanted to let you know ahead of time, so go slower for me! Please?

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thank you for letting me know beforehand.

​though I can't promise that nothing at all won't happen while you're gone I'll do my best so that people who are absent bc of vacation and etc. don't miss anything important or major to the plot.  I don't think anything super major will happen at the beginning anyway bc currently no one even knows what or how anything is happening and not everyone's characters have to join up at the exact same time.

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Name:

Zandar

Gender:

Male
Age (17 or older):

24
Group (knight or assassin):

Assassin
Class:

Shadow
Appearance:

Dark black hair, green-gold eyes, tall, slim, not very muscular.
Personality:

Shy, stubborn, headstrong, compromiser, argues, resourceful.
History (optional):

(I might do later)
Weapon(s) (limit to 3 that they specialize with):

Posion, crossbow, ninja-star like thin metal squares sharp as a sword.
Romantic Partner: (optional. specify if you don't wish for your character to be romantically involved with other characters.)

I wouldn't mind it, but I have none at the moment.
Extra (optional):

(eh... WIP. I might want to add later as well.)

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Oh dam.n this sounds fun but I got abt 10 days of holiday soon :') Will it still be okay if I save a spot?

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no problem! just let me know which spot you'd like so I can save it for you.

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Thanks a bunch ^-^ I'd like to save the scout assassin spot, please.

 

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So are you allowing second

So are you allowing second characters now?

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yeah, you can make another one if you'd like.

and I'll probably get the rp going after school today, for anyone wondering.

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OK can you save me the

OK can you save me the Warlord spot?

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Well then, I will go ahead

Well then, I will go ahead and post mine too then, right now my priority is on Guardian but I do have a character for Fencer in my mind as well but do that will be me hogging all the spot for knights...so unless you're alright with that, save me a Guardian spot please!

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yeah, I'm going to make it so that it's limited to people having only two characters that are major to the plotline (aka knights or assassins) at most rn.

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[[right now the knights and assassins don't know about how they'll be sent on the mission with the others yet. they'll find out soon enough within the next few posts, but you can just basically have your character going through their normal lives (with the obvious exception that things are different because of recent deaths, especially the prince's and high-ranking assassin's deaths.)]]
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Kostis grit his teeth slightly before catching himself, forcing himself to relax as he exited through the large carved wooden door of his chambers, closing it behind himself before walking down the castle corridor, his cloak billowing out behind him as he padded briskly down the hall. The man forced his shoulders to loosen up as he walked. Kostis was usually a rather calm person but with the prince's death the other day fresh on his mind, he couldn't help but feel anything but.
As the young knight continued on towards his destination, the courtyard, he passed servants going about their own daily duties. When Kostis passed them they looked slightly downward out of respect, but whereas the palace attendants were usually quite jovial while going about their work, over the months the servants and maids drew a more tense air about them, still scurrying about to preform their tasks but now with a more agitated look in their eye. Many didn't joke around or talk as they used to, as if not knowing who to trust anymore or possibly wondering, if the killer got to the prince, could they be next?
Kostis felt a pang of melancholy. Everything had changed in the few months since the killings had begun, and a few days ago when the royal prince was found murdered, people had become more scared and desperate than ever for the killer to be caught. Somehow it all almost felt like a dream to Kostis. The last few days had gone by so quickly and everyone was tired, Kostis himself included, for security around the castle had tightened up several-fold since the incident and everyone was taking on extra duties. Even many knights of Kostis's class or equal, who usually didn't patrol around the castle, had been taking on this and similar duties. Hardly anyone had time to properly grieve the young prince's untimely and unexpected death, even the royal family themselves. But as Draoma was in such a panic, the king and his family had to show strength in such a time despite the loss of their youngest family member. The princess in particular seemed distressed by the loss of her youngest brother, but Kostis had to admire her fortitude and for keeping face despite it all.
Kostis's thoughts were pushed aside as he rounded the corner, stepping out into the daylight and blinking several times to allow his eyes to adjust to the bright early-morning sunlight after having been in the dimness within of the castle walls.
The day was beautiful; sunny and clear, but it seemed almost inappropriate in contrast to the gloomy feel around the castle and kingdom. Kostis sighed under his breath as he quickly descended the stone stairs down to the large courtyard, the grass in the center bright green and freshly cut. A gravel path lead around the edge of the yard, meeting with adjoining pathways leading off into different directions; one directing towards to palace gardens, one towards the stables, and another towards the center path, leading to the training yard. Kostis headed towards the latter, having to stifle a sneeze into his hand as he passed the gardens, the pollen in the air upsetting his senses. His eyes watered slightly at the sudden force of the sneeze and he had to bat his eyes to force the extra moisture away as he walked towards the training grounds, but luckily not many were around to witness his allergy in any case.
As he neared the training yard he passed a guard on patrol and the knight gave Kostis a quick obeisance in greeting: right arm held slightly vertical over the chest, hand posed like a salute, her fingers just grazing her left shoulder. Kostis habitually nodded in response, not having to return the gesture in the casual setting because of his rank being above hers but mirroring, though more casually and less stiffly, the motion anyway as they passed separate ways.
Falling back into his thoughts, Kostis understood why people were so uneasy as he himself was becoming worried for his own family. They weren't the highest ranking nobles, by far, but the killer didn't seem to care about rank, having killed peasants, nobles, merchants, ruffians, holy people, and any type of person thinkable before the worst, a royal death. And not only had it been a royal, but a twelve year old child, at that. That meant that it wouldn't be such a unreasonable thought that someone in his family could be next. Kostis especially considered his brother's position, having moved the family back up in his years since being in school as the head, taking the position on earlier than most.

Despite the fact the two barely saw each other anymore, Kostis didn't like thinking about it.
But what was odd was that since the prince had been killed, as well as the death of a high ranking assassin (though Kostis only knew that as a rumor and not fact as of yet), there hadn't been any reported deaths since. What did this mean? And when would the killer strike again?

And while he didn't know what the leader of the royal knights was planning to do about the situation as a whole, the man must be looking for a way to put an end to the killings. The head knight was currently away from the palace at a meeting. But with whom, Kostis didn't know.

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Z: Artificer

 

The shabby pub on the outskirts of the city was overcrowded, like it always was, there were the usual call girls looking to make money, and drunkards who came for the barrels of cheap booze at the end of a long workday. It was in this pub, offically called The Tipsy Queen but known locally as the Haven, that a red haired man with green eyes was working as a bartender. 

 

"Another!" a man shouted as he slammed down a glass and while the bartender didn't seem too pleased he obliged.

"Such a wretched hive of scum and villiany" the bartender said as another customer motioned him over

"What would you like sir?" the bartender asked 

"A martini shaken, not stirred" the man said his deep voice and scarred face adding to his intimidating factor

"Before I give you your martini I'd like you to try something for me" the bartender said pouring a glass of a dark brown liquid that bubbled upon being released from it's bottle, "they call it root beer"

"It's vile" the man said and after a slight pause spoke "Just like the Kingdom" 

"Would you like to try one of our suites?" the bartender asked

"I'll be very much obliged" the man said getting up with the glass of root beer and walking over as the bartender left the bar to go into the back as one of the call girls took over the bar. The bartender made his way over to the suite and closed the door.

 

"And here I was hoping to get out of this business" the bartender said as he sat down

"It's one thing to leave but for a person of your caliber to work here? It honestly disgusts me Z" the man said

"All the more reason to do it then, am I right?" Z replied, "well any business?"

"Yeah, the boss is calling all members after the youngest prince was assasinated and Capricorn's body was found in ditch" the man said as he drank the last of the root beer "this really is vile!" 

"The youngest prince was assasinated?" Z was stunned "they only said he was murdered!"

"Nope, some of our guys in the morgue did an autopsy on the body just a few days ago, it was the work of a professional assassin. Capricorn was murdered by the same guy" 

"Well that's one of the Zodiacs down, looks like we'll need a new Capricorn, have they found this guy yet?" Z asked

"Nope, he's skilled enough to leave one of the 12 best assassins dead and hard to track, no codenames or anything. On the other hand I have a letter for you, it looks like you have an admirer" the man said reaching into his pocket to retrieve an envelope with a butterfly seal. 

"Well get going now you smuggler, you don't want the cops to catch you"  Z smirked

"Will do" the man said and then left. 

 

Z gave the letter a once over, it had a butterfly imprinted on the wax seal as well as a single letter written neatly into the envelope. Z had a few of these envelopes and he knew exactly who they were from, but he still had work to do so he pocketed the envelope and grabbed his cannon. The bar wasn't his real job. 

 

"Assassination request, Target: Father Bartholomew Watts, send him to censored" the writing scrawled on the small piece of paper read. Of course if someone wanted someone dead it would be easier to hire another assassin but Z had the advantage of making a statement, something his clients so desperately wanted. It was easy enough to find the pastor's home and Z would take out only the target, but would fulfill the writer's request. It would be a daylight assassination, and he would set his trap at night. Z fired a single shot out of his cannon slinging a trap filled with mercury thiocyanate and a bit of thermite which buried itself beneath the ground on the front step of the parish. Now Z merely had to watch and wait. 

The day was bright, the sun was shining, and the birds were singing as Father Watts walked to the parish to open it up for the morning prayer, behind his were members of his parish eagerly awaiting the service. As he stepped up to the doors a fire began to warm his feet, as flaming tentacles sprouted from the ground and engulfed the holy man catching his clothes on fire and melting his skin. The toxic smoke produced by the trap caused fFather Watts to scream at the heavens begging for mercy as he slowly burned inside a trap of flaming tentacles. The the thermite ignited plunging Watts into flames as his body and the remains of the trap turned to ashes. The locals were visibly stunned and fled in terror after witnessing the death of Watts convinced that he had been swallowed up by a demon.

 

Z sat back and smiled. Now he had another matter to attend to. 
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Miriela: Warlord, knight. 3rd princess of the Draoma Kingdom. 

"Assassinated" the word reverberated through her head, her younger brother Prince Caelum Alceiro Draoma had been assassinated. Only one assassin that Miriela knew of could have sneaked into the palace, but she didn't believe that Z would do that, Caelum was someone precious to her and she could not see him harming Caelum. But she had to be sure so she had sent a summon to Z through a smuggler network a few days ago but Z hadn't come. 

She was getting worried. If there was any time she needed a shoulder to cry on this was it, but she couldn't cry in front of all the knights, in front of a country where the killings affected those under her rule as much as they affected her. so she simply wept in silence.

"Of all people why was it you?" Miriela cried, to which a voice in her head answered "to make a statement". Miriela both loved and hated this voice as it was one that had continuously taught her why people do things the way they do and one that had inspired her to greatness. 

"If only you were here, Julien, could you perhaps have prevented this terrible crime from being wrought? To you the one who split my brother's blood would have beeen nothing more than rat, a plaything to chase and hunt and trap. Yet my heart is still screaming at this loss, it wants to twist and turn, shaping it full of anger hate and vengeance. And yet when it tries to do so your words prevent it from twisting and turning for a bitter heart breeds a bitter mind and when the hearts of men are bitter only bloodshed remains. Julien..." Miriela cried. A bloodthirsty murderer was going around the kingdom and she was powerless to do anything about it. It was her worst nightmare come true.

 

"Your Highness you sent for me?" a single servant appeared in front of the doorway his long brown hair and glasses making him look odd.

"I did not send for anyone" Miriela said trying to put on a straight face. 

"ah but I received your summon" the servant said taking off the wig and removing the glasses to reveal red hair. 

"Julien!" Miriela jumped into the arms of the man and started crying

"The name is Z" the man replied 

"You're Julien to me" Miriela said sobbing

"You can't cry in front of your knights so you crawl into the arms of an assassin", Z said casually, "couldn't you have picked a better person?"

"Maybe but you were the only one avaliable. Did you hear?" Miriela asked her voice dropping, tears still running down her eyes

"I sure did, the prince was assassinated, and Capricorn was killed. Likely by the same person" Z told her

"The Head Knight is away for a meeting today, and how did you get in?" Miriela asked realizing that Z had come in without a door.

"Your window was open" Z replied "and I put a trap on the door, it won't kill anyone but they'll be in a bit of a tangle. Are you sure the guards won't mind me here?"

"I'll fight them if I have to, can you stay until dinner?" Miriela asked 

"I have work later on at night, but I'll stay as long as you need me to" Z answered

"Julien, am I just another game to you?" Miriela fell into Z's chest and still crying clutched Z's black vest

"Well I certainly can't let you beat me" Z said wiping her tears away and holding her in his armsand muffling her mouth.

"Just like old times" Z thought as Princess Miriela cried. Z reached into his pocket to trigger a noise cancelling device to mask the crying of the princess. "Cry all you want, bitter hearts lead to bitter minds, and when men's minds and hearts are bitter it leads only to bloodshed. It's important for you to grieve, otherwise you will let your loss corrupt your soul."

 

Z had used up his anger over the prince's death in his earlier assassination, and was now dealing with a sobbing princess. While it didn't help him that his mind was running on overdrive and had little patience for her he nonetheless relented. An order from the League had come in to arrive at the palace gates be sundown and he wasn't buying it. Z's instincts told him it was a trap so it was rather convienent that the princess had summoned him. Her room had good sightlines for his cannon and traps could be set anywhere he wanted. Not to mention having a former Knight turned deadly Assassin right beside the princess was certainly a good way to defend her. 

"Not a bad plan princess, but how do you expect to explain this to the palace staff?" Z said laying the sleeping princess on his lap while thumbing a vial should anyone come through the door. 

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Zed stretched his arms and yawned as he woke to the light break through the window. "It's a nice day today, it's a shame I cant say the same for the city" Zed remarked, rubbing his eyes. The white haired boy climbed out of bed and made his way down the stairs, the stairs creaked with every step. Downstairs, an old man was stood washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Your late" He said bluntly, not turning to face Zed. 

"Hehe, Sorry father" Zed laughed rubbing his nape. 

"You slept well I presume?" The old man asked. 

"Huh, um, yea, yes I did" Zed answered reluctantly. 

The old man tilted his head and sent a deadly glare at him, narrowing his eyes he spoke, "You don't sound too sure, tell me, what's been bothering you? You cant hide it from me, you've been with me for 16 years so I know you inside out, something is up, isn't it?".

"No, no, I assure, everything is well" Zed backed slightly and flailed his arms.  

"...You've been staying up haven't you?".

"No I-" Zed attempted to protest but was cut off.

The man placed his hands behind his back and approached Zed, tilting his head upwards slightly so that his eyes met with Zed's. "Heles told me you've been staying up" he sighed. 

So it was big sis who told father, darn it big sis! Zed though to himself clenching his fists. "Well it's only because I've been trying to study, I work in the restaurant during the day so I never have time learn anything".

"As promising as that sounds I know that's not true, your a terrible liar" The old man teased. 

"...There's no getting around you is there?" Zed eventually gave up realizing that arguing was futile. 

"Your afraid aren't you? that someone may come to kill us, so you've been staying up at night to make sure that doesn't man, am I right?" The old man deduced. Zed responded with a nod. "Zed, you must understand I cant say that I'm grateful for that".

"Huh?".

"I'm an old man, my time is drawing closer anyway. I'm as useless as a thousand year old walking stick so it wont matter if I'm gone. But you, your still young and have a life to live, so please stop putting your life on the line for my sake. Besides, what makes you think you can take him out, the assassin was able to kill the prince and one of the highest ranking assassin without leaving a trace, what makes you think you stand a chance?" Gin tried to reason. 

"Don't say that! Just- Just don't, no matter what I'll protect you. You and nee-san, I'll protect you both. I don't care who I'm up against! I'll do whatever it takes. If your gone, then those people will come, and take me, and torture me!..." Zed began to cry, his body dropped and he drove his weeping face into his step-father's shoulder.

 

Zed was unaware that  his step-sister was watching the whole situation unfold from behind the curtains. It was she who made a request to her father to speak with Zed, despite his father knowing what Zed's exact response would be. She was really close to Zed and therefore began to worry when she noticed his was staying awake late at night catching only an hour or so of sleep for the past couple of days. She placed her hand on her chest, and her eyes became watery when she learned that Zed was doing all of that for her sake, she was the cause of his suffering, she couldn't handle it. Immediately she burst through the curtains and rushed towards Zed once he had pulled away from her father and embraced him, "Zed! Why, why didn't you tell us!? you i.diot!" She scolded. 

Zed let out a dejected sighed when he realized he had made his sister worry, "Sorry, Nee-san". 

 

[Xayah] 

Xayah sat in her prison cell, leaning her back against the cold brick wall whilst she contemplated. To think the royal guard would've been so dishonorable to threaten her little sister's life in order to capture her, it was a surprisingly cheap tactic for them...but effective nonetheless. Mileena, stay safe, I'll come for you just stay strong until then. 

A prison officer approached Xayah's cell and threw an onion and some bread through the bars. Usually they'd just open the small gap in the wall for delivering food but this-this was Xayah. The last three guards who used the slot to deliver food to her ended up with broken limbs and being knocked unconscious. "That's all your havin' for today you filthy demoness!" He cursed with bared teeth, Xayah didn't even bother to look up at him while he spoke. She waited for him to leave her sight before she picked up the food delivered. 

 

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Name: Havran Frieden

Gender: Male

Age: 20

Group: Assassin

Class: Scout

Appearance:

 

 

Personality: Havran is best described as a bundle of energy. He never gets tired and is always ready to show his smile. A laid-back man, he has an easygoing outlook on life, rarely worrying about any possible worst case scenarios. His statements are often laced in sarcasm, both jokingly and seriously. 

Havran tends to dismiss people's rank. He often addresses people without their title no matter who it is as he believes that people should be respected for their achievements and not their title nor blood relation. As such, he can come off as rude to nobles.

As a scout, Havran has a way to talk people to do as he wish. He is also good at socializing which is advantageous at gathering informations. (I don’t think I can do this, seeing as I’m not good at socializing but I’ll try anyway :P)

History: Havran grew up an orphan alongside his older brother and sister, Saber and Sonya. His eldest sibling, Saber, took arms from the age of seven and became a mercenary when he was only ten. His sister, Sonya, soon accompanied him. It was only a matter of time till Havran followed their footsteps, becoming a young but skilled mercenary when he was roughly nine. The three were recruited by the assassin league a year after Havran’s debut as a full-fledged mercenary. Not long ago, Saber, who had seemingly found his true love, was betrayed by his aforementioned beloved. Her betrayal caused him to be incarcerated as well as loss of his right eye. Since that day, Havran becomes wary of forging a relationship, afraid that a similar occurence would happen to him.

Weapons:

Dual crossbows.

(Only that they're strapped to his belt, one in each side.)

A pair of bracers which contains a roll of retractable metal cables in each. The cables can transform into a string of shuriken-like blades.

Throwing daggers.

Romantic Partner: Open for either gender. It’s going to take him some convincing though.

Extra: Havran tends to refer people by nicknames he made himself so get ready for this, I s'pose.

Sonya Frieden, 24, Rogue - Havran's older sister

 

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Similar to Kostis, Ishmael too strolling along the hall way with heavy thought in his mind, it wasn't really for a perimeter check and even if it is deep down, it's still unassigned. He guess he might just be going to the courtyard, or back to his room, or somwhere where the the leader of the royal knight would magically show up from the meeting and finally tell him what to do to stop this all this kil,ling, but he just took the longer route as an excused to move around. It was uncharacteristic of the otherwise calm and collect older teen to be this restless.

but who could have blame him, the death of the young prince shooked Draoma, especially those who resided within the palace and to Ishamael, the child was practically a family. He remembered seeing him as a todler during a few years he got to feel like being part of the royal family, though they never really bonded or talked, and it wasn't long after that that Ishmael distanced himself to join the knight. To think that his first time standing in the line in some sort of royal ceremony like how he always envision was for this child's funeral.

Princess Mireila...

He remembered during the funeral, He would steal a quick glance at the princess, though she didn't cry and remain strong throughout the event, shamael knew for the certain that the princess was grieving inside. Ishmael remembered wanting to comfort her more than anything but in the end remember his place in the palace and decided it's best to gave her space to mourn along with her family.

His train of thought came into the irrupted stop as he once again found himself in the princess' ward ever since the funeral,The guard in the hallway acknowledge his pressence with a Draoma's salute but do give him weird stares as if to ask wordlessly what bussiness would he have here, Ishmael ignored them and linger around a bit like a prrotective ghost, partly concern of the princess emotion state and her own safety. then left shortly after without making his pressence known to the royal members.

if the next royal funeral he attended is her funeral....

Ishamael shook his head to chase away such thought, almost missed the juction in the hallway. Ishmeal was unfamiliar of his own rash thought, but he feel his newfound hatred and vengence built up inside, whoever the force behind this is no assassin, it is monster no doubt and he would do anything in his mortal power to bring an end to it, For justice, for the end of this reign of teror, for Prince Caelum and for the worst crime of all, is making princess Mireila sad.

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Wallace

Wallace was already in the courtyard, doing his morning training. It was slightly uncharacteristic of him too, sure he's a hard worker but he usually approach such routine with enthusuatism and positivity, stroll along with fellow knight, lbrigthen up the mood if needed but now the kingdom was either grieving or stress and while it's usually his job to fix this, Wallace was mature enough now to know that there's a right time for everything but now is not the time. Let them grieve, let them mad and he will do what he can do, getting stronger for he will be able to prevent this in the future and no one will be sad again

((short intro for Wally I know XD))

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[[just an update that since it hasn't been taken, I've changed the assassin ranger class slightly to fit into the rp better. it sounded nice at the time of making it but honestly it doesn't really go with the flow now that we're about to get into everything so I'm changing the class from focusing on beast-mastery and instead to about wilderness survival and trappings (though very different from the artificer's; a ranger's would be more old fashioned, often using their surroundings to make them rather than engineering things likes mines and etc.).

I'll take this last assassin spot myself unless someone's interested in taking it instead ^^ just thought I'd let you all know.]]

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Oh wait, are there still spots open? This sounds cool and I haven't done an RP in a while

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[[the fencer class for knights is still open, as well as the assasssin ranger class.]]

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Ooo I'm going to sound stupid but

oh god I'm going to be that one person aren't I

uggghhh I hate being that one guy but

Would it be possible if I was the same class as another person? 

I totally get why you want diversity -- it makes it more interesting and it's better than just everyone being the same -- it's just that I kinda want to play as an assassin that isn't really suited for a ranger. I could have a different skillset and stregths/weaknesses than whoever else in the class, or just do something to keep the diversity.

If not, that's totally fine. I was just wondering if that was an option.

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well, considering I've let several people have two characters, I can allow this one time ^^

which class were you interested in?

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Ooohhh yay

Yes! Thank you (tbh I wasn't expecting that)

I was thinking either Rogue or Duelist, but I can be flexible.

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Okay, here's my form: (Also, Swords and Daggers)

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Name: Nydorah

Gender: Female

Age (17 or older): 20

Group (knight or assassin): Assassin

Class: Duelist

Appearance: Long black hair that isn’t cut very neatly. Main colors of design are black, dark blue, and silver. Double bladed scythe (staff part can contract to be shorter) strung to back, and a silver dagger usually in sleeve. Fairly pale in skin color.

Personality: She’s one to work alone, the main reason being she thinks she’s superior to most and is capable of doing any work herself. She tends to be flamboyant, haughty, and over-the-top during kills. She might openly display how gruesomely she killed someone to strike fear into the victim’s comrades, but still cover herself up enough so no one would be suspicious. She tends not to work well with people due to her attitude of superiority. She uses a double bladed scythe to be flashy while fighting, but she is still efficient with it. Being a duelist, her main fighting style is predicting the enemy’s attacks and countering, weaving through enemy attacks, or using her agility for a quick takedown.

History (optional): Ehh. Might post something here, I dunno

Weapon(s) (limit to 3 that they specialize with):

Double bladed scythe, for when she’s in combat:

Silver dagger, for sneak attacks:

 

And a thing that’s sort of a power/weapon, but skillful with persuasion/deception.

 

Romantic Partner: Sure, but talk to me about it first.

Extra (optional): If this roleplay doesn’t d.ie quickly, then I’m hoping to have a character arc for Nydorah to learn to have heart/respect other people/act less superior.

 
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Alright

Can someone catch me up on what's happened so far?

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[[we've started things off a few days after the death of the prince and assassin. nothing of great importance to the plot has happened yet, everyone's just going about their daily lives and currently don't know about what's going to happen (with being sent out to find the killer) yet. they'll find out about being sent out on the mission soon enough.]]

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Okay, thanks. I should be getting my first post up soon.