Of Fire,Water,Earth&Air~Started-Recruiting re-opened!

[bubby]

The Queen has ruled for 200 years, with blood and magic. She has the Power to control ALL the elements, but her corruption of nature and spirit has brought the Land to begin to die. Her armies are vast and ruthless. When she should be using her Power to help the land and her People, she takes it into herself to make herself stronger. Once a year she goes to a secret place to perform a ritual to cement her strength.

The Queen has spies and assassins everywhere, and has systematically killed anyone she has heard of with any inkling towards elemental powers. But somehow four people managed to slip under her radar. Four hero's the Prophecies have told about to be those that came together to defeat the Queen and bring the Land back to its former glory.

Characters Needed: ( This game will not have 'monsters', or anything non-humanoid. All Characters must be human, or something like, such as elven or some such. This game will be in the Extreme section, as I expect torture of characters, as well as fighting. Disposable characters, or characters willing to be tortured very welcome!! This game will be a Medieval setting.)

The Queen will be played by me

Personal Information:
Name: Xenoa Leocadi
Age: 200
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Queen

Personality: She is a fearless and fearsome leader, known to be ruthless and cold, seemingly holding not an ounce of pity or warmth in her heart. Does she even have a heart? Some will say it shriveled away centuries ago, yet they would never say it aloud. She cares for nothing but making the entire Kingdom of Glavnon fall to their knees before her. Darkly seductive, decidedly evil.

Biography: She was born into Clan nobility, so very long ago. She was raised in wealth and privlidge. Though she was a high-born daughter, she was the only one, surrounded by brothers. It was with those brothers she was taught the basics of battle. How to ride, how to grip a sword. Yet one silent night Raiders fell upon them, killing her family, and being taken as a slave herself, as well as her entire Clan. Yet she refused to succumb. Even as the raiders swept through the land she knew and took prisoners, she did as she was told, always, quickly becoming a favorite. She watched, she listened. She became very close to the old Raider Witch, helping the woman with anything and everything, learning all she could. Slowly but surely, she was becoming quite formidable. She was learning how to control the Elements, the Witch always praising her for her quick mind, for her skills.

Though she was culling favor with her captors, she was also gaining friends with the prisoners. She was vibrant, outspoken in winning free of their captors, a born leader. She was dynamic and soon enough had many willing to follow her lead, so when the night came that she said it was time, the Rebellion that she herself began swept through the Raiders, killing them all. She killed with sword, and she killed with magic. Her skills at both were immense already.

Time went by, and she became Queen. Righteous and well loved. She used her ever more considerable Power to help those in need, leading her growing armies to eradicate any who dared to think to take over what she was building as her own. But, as time continued to go by, things began to change. She spent much time delving into the Occult, and how to gain complete control of all the Elements, finally coming across an ancient ritual she began to use faithfully. Yet, she had to be the best, the strongest, the most Powerful. She began to send her armies out to kill any who dealt in magic, especially those who had even a whisper of Elemental Power. She would lead many a battle herself, bathing in blood. Eventually, she became the ruthless woman she is now. Stunningly beautiful, able to kill with a thought, or a blade. Enjoying her singular rule. Many who had been at her side when she was kind left, but there were those that stayed, worshiping her for the Goddess she believed she was.

Now the land is slowly dying, all due to the rituals she performs to strengthen herself. The Rebellion she once lead now seeks to rid themselves of her. Whispers of the Prophecy of the Four coming true reach her ears. She sends out her assassins on a regular basis. She does not fear the Prophecy.

Maybe she should....

Appearance:

More Queenly-ness

Combat Information: Xenoa is quite proficient in battle, her hand-to-hand skills unparalleled. She is an excellent horsewoman as well. She is ruthless, and will show no mercy, though she has been known to seemingly do so to gain information, only to finish off the informant once she has what she wants. Usually in a quite slow and agonizing way.

Weapon(s):
Silver handle bull whip
Twin swords
Dagger

Ability/Skill(s): The Queen has complete control of ALL the Elements, and her skills in battle are keen.

Strengths: She commands the deepest respect and devotion from those that choose to follow her willingly, for she can be quite generous with gifts when the need arises.

Weaknesses: Hubris; Xenoa feels she cannot be touched, as she has always managed to eliminate any who showed even an inkling of Power. Extreme usage of her Magic causes her to weaken. She also at her weakest that one time a year when she must perform the ritual that not only strengthens her elemental Power again, but also keeps her youthful countenance and beauty. After said ritual, she slips into a coma for at least 2 days.

Sexual Information: In all things she is very dominant, including with the occasional 'toy' that might gain her attention. She has a tendency to break them though...

Sexual Nature: Hetero Switch

Ons & Offs:

Other Information:

The Elementals: These chars will be important therefor vetted thoroughly. It will not be a 1st come 1st serve basis, but rather the best rendition

Fire (female)
Water (male)
Earth (male)
Air (female)


Other characters:
To keep it simple we essentially need Loyalists ( those who work in the Castle and worship the Queen) and Rebels (those who live in the city and think the Bitch should die). The city proper will be a dirty dingy place; better inside the Castle grounds but only because the Queens Powers keep her Gardens glorious. Many types of chars can fit into this setting, both good and bad and even those working both sides!
There is the possibility of needing a single player to be someone who knows more then the average villager of the Prophecies, is connected to the Rebels, and who might see an Elemental use their Power at some point, hence opening up the " come join the fight for Good" aspect of the game.

We shall begin the story with a large event, like a Fair in honor of the Queens Coronation, to be able to bring most all players together in the same spot.
The end result of this story will be the Queens death. I expect the Elementals to eventually come together, honing and strengthening their Powers, with the intent on taking the Queen out and bringing Peace to the Land and its People. The Queen will only be able to be bested if all the Elementals work together.

OOC LINK HERE! ( which holds the links for IC if stalking is your preference  >:) )-----> https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282110.msg13873797#msg13873797

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WE HAVE BEGUN!!! However I am still recruiting. This is a Sandbox style game. I am seeking dedicated players, people who are willing to stick the game out, even if posting slows a bit. We all know the muse can be finicky, but sometimes slow but steady can win the race!

[Norsegod1839]

I am interested! It sounds like a lot of fun and a very fleshed out story!  I could see being a loyalist and an elemental!

[Caela]

I'd be totally interested in this game. One of the elementals would be fun, but playing supporting cast could be interesting as well.

[Norsegod1839]

Bubby do yo usee a romance option for the Queen?

[bubby]

Yay for beginning interest!

Bubby do yo usee a romance option for the Queen?

Possibly. My requirements for this would be pretty specific though.

[Norsegod1839]

Yay for beginning interest!

Possibly. My requirements for this would be pretty specific though.

I'd love to hear them! That could be super interesting to play!

[bubby]

I'd love to hear them! That could be super interesting to play!

I'll wait on that until I know the game is even going to get under way.

[Norsegod1839]

I'll wait on that until I know the game is even going to get under way.

Far enough! Even if it doesnt get off the ground I would be interested just as an FYI

[Amarlo]

I joined the first rendition late if I remember, but I'm definitely interested in going at this again - perhaps with a different character this time. :) If you'll have me, of course.

[bubby]

I'd be totally interested in this game. One of the elementals would be fun, but playing supporting cast could be interesting as well.

Wonderful!

I joined the first rendition late if I remember, but I'm definitely interested in going at this again - perhaps with a different character this time. :) If you'll have me, of course.

I would be honored!  ;D

[Wajin]

*pounces on the bubby first and foremost* Oh you KNOW I am in! Always up for elemental as always, still got the sheet for the earth guy, could just rip it off E too, not to mention everyone's favourite cannibal :D

[bubby]

*pounces on the bubby first and foremost* Oh you KNOW I am in! Always up for elemental as always, still got the sheet for the earth guy, could just rip it off E too, not to mention everyone's favourite cannibal :D

*catches and LLOOVVEESSS!!* YYYYAASSSS!! Not sure how things will go as of yet. I'm going to give the interest thread until after Christmas in hopes that people are just busy right now, and not that they think my idea sucks, lol.

[Swashbuckler]

The lovely Lady Death, you certain have my interest!

I'd be willing to play a Loyalist, Rebel, or disposable character.

[bubby]

The lovely Lady Death, you certain have my interest!

I'd be willing to play a Loyalist, Rebel, or disposable character.

SWASH! Mah man! Would LOVE to have you!

[RedPhoenix]

Would there be a spot for like a propaganda mistress who is constantly lying to the rabble about why the earth is dying and all of that to help keep the queen in power?

[Amarlo]

I'm so conflicted with my choices. xD

[bubby]

Would there be a spot for like a propaganda mistress who is constantly lying to the rabble about why the earth is dying and all of that to help keep the queen in power?

RED YOU COULD MAKE A DRUNK HONEY BADGER AND I'D SAY YES!!!!  :-*

I'm so conflicted with my choices. xD

Lol... at this point, like I mentioned. I'm going to wait until after Christmas to see how much interest is garnered, but I can see people being allowed 2 chars, and possibly even 3 if those that are interested totally want to commit to the game.

[RedPhoenix]

RED YOU COULD MAKE A DRUNK HONEY BADGER AND I'D SAY YES!!!!  :-*

Well...ok then. :D

[Swashbuckler]

Dang it!

*scratches Drunk Honey Badger off his list*

With multiple characters of the table, I'd most likely make a zealot Loyalist (this seems familiar bubby  ;) ), and a disposable rebel/weak elementalist type who can pay the iron price...

[bubby]

Dang it!

*scratches Drunk Honey Badger off his list*

With multiple characters of the table, I'd most likely make a zealot Loyalist (this seems familiar bubby  ;) ), and a disposable rebel/weak elementalist type who can pay the iron price...

*Snickers*

Love, love, love it!

[Norsegod1839]

Definitely still interested myself! Bubby if you want I would love to side bar PM you when we are ready to get it rolling and seeing about maybe doing some type of love interest for the Queen a loyalist or something who could get killed at one point or just a tool at her disposal.

[Amarlo]

I was thinking of either playing a Loyalist spy or a Rebel spy... Or both... -taps chin, slowly grinning to herself.-

[bubby]

Definitely still interested myself! Bubby if you want I would love to side bar PM you when we are ready to get it rolling and seeing about maybe doing some type of love interest for the Queen a loyalist or something who could get killed at one point or just a tool at her disposal.

I will totally do that darlin', AFTER Christmas.  :-)

[Moon Hound Hati]

Oh hello. I'm totally interested in joining a new rendition of this game. I'm currently out of the country for the holidays, but my body is totally ready for another shot at this epic.

[bubby]

Oh hello. I'm totally interested in joining a new rendition of this game. I'm currently out of the country for the holidays, but my body is totally ready for another shot at this epic.

MMMMMMOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!! Yas, yas, and moar YAS! No worries on time yet darlin', as nothing is going to get going until after the Holiday anyway! SO glad to insert your body back in!  ;)

I'm so frikkin stoked at most all the old blood that was previously in the game has come back scratching at the door, willing to try again. I humbled to say the least, because I know the skill that I'll be surrounded with.

Hopefully letting the interest check stew a bit longer will bring some more new meat people in as well!  >:)

[Moon Hound Hati]

I'm glad my insertion is welcome (again) and I hope it will live up to expectation. ;D

I'm totally going to aim for a shot at the water elemental role (again).

Hah, innuendo. :P

[bubby]

I'm glad my insertion is welcome (again) and I hope it will live up to expectation. ;D

I'm totally going to aim for a shot at the water elemental role (again).

Hah, innuendo. :P

Giggity!  ;D

[bubby]

Ok gang, small update: I'm not sure if we're going to be able to get this off the ground, with not very many expressing interest. Even if we double up on chars per person I dunno if it'll work. I'll make my final decision by Saturday, and I most definitely would like all your input on the matter!

[Norsegod1839]

Thats a shame... there seemed to be quite a bit of interest. It just might mean a smaller group but is that really a bad thing?

[Swashbuckler]

Well, you know I'll take any chance to write with you, bubba!

I don't mind a small game, but I totally understand it's a ton of wpek to do for a small crowd

[Moon Hound Hati]

The problem is, in my opinion, that we're in a very busy holiday period and thus many won't be speding much if any time on E, let alone look for new games to join. This obviously means new group games have a smaller potential pool of players to recruit from at this time. I'd suggest to wait until maybe mid to late January before shutting this down. I wouldn't find it unlikely that activity might surge up after new years.

Just my two cents though.

[BennyQ]

New meat here. The intrigue of this plot is very interesting! I'd love to play a brother-sister loyalist duo, with perhaps one of the pair becoming an elementalist and turning on the Queen eventually. Will be bookmarking for any more updates!

[Juggtacular]

I find myself interested.

[bubby]

Well all righty!

With a couple adding new interest, and the input I got from a few others, I have made the Queenly decision toooooo...

WAIT!  XD

Seriously though, thanks very much for your opinions, I really appreciate it. This weekend ( Saturday at some point) I'll compile and post a list of those interested and the character(s) they chose.

And again: ALL IDEAS TAKEN INTO CONSIDERATION!  ;D

[RedPhoenix]

I'm glad your highness has chosen to wait. I have seen the start of the year sometimes be a better time for ideas than the end of one and hopefully that is the case here. :)

[bubby]

Players / Characters – the list so far...
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Caela = Elemental / Rebel or loyalist
EroticLiteracy = Disposable Loyalist
Amarlo = Rebel and/or Loyalist (spy)
Wajin = Earth Elemental / Loyalist
Swashbuckler = Rebel / Loyalist / Disposable
RedPhoenix = Loyalist
Moon Hound Hati = Water Elemental
BennyQ = Brother+Sister Loyalist
Juggtacular = Open
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I will reiterate that in this World the Queen has taken great pains to eliminate ANY and ALL people that have been born with Elemental powers. So, the 4 that remain for this story will have gone to great lengths to hide their power lest they be eliminated in a most gruesome way. With that being said, if you want to play a char that perhaps knows a char that is an Elemental and is in cahoots, that works.

So far we have 2 that have expressed wanting to play the two male elementals, water and earth. We need 2 female, fire and wind.

With this (so far) small group we have, I do believe that people wanting to take on multiple chars would be fine. We definitely want a good balance of Rebel vs Loyalist so the story can remain meaty!

[BennyQ]

I don't mind taking the wind elemental for my sister character and having the older brother trying to conceal her in the midst of the Queens court?

[bubby]

I don't mind taking the wind elemental for my sister character and having the older brother trying to conceal her in the midst of the Queens court?

I do like the sibling aspect with sister being Wind, but she wouldn't be able to be in the Court. The queen would sniff that out quickly, too close.

I'm not sure how you were looking to play your siblings, but maybe have Brother be in the Court in a small roll? Guard or something? They grew up Loyalists, sister eventually found her Element and has gone to the Rebel side, Brother is now torn?

[bubby]

GM Note:

Everyone should definitely look at the Queen's bio that is in the spoiler in the first post. It has her History and how she came to be all powerful, and why things are the way they are now in the land. It will help you on deciding on who you want to play, and how you want to play them!

Also for S&G's here's a char sheet template for those with char ideas/reprints

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[BennyQ]

I do like the sibling aspect with sister being Wind, but she wouldn't be able to be in the Court. The queen would sniff that out quickly, too close.

I'm not sure how you were looking to play your siblings, but maybe have Brother be in the Court in a small roll? Guard or something? They grew up Loyalists, sister eventually found her Element and has gone to the Rebel side, Brother is now torn?

Brother would be a knight/guard, yeah. From a noble lineage who's been loyal and gotten by on nepotism, except him cause his father died when he was young and didn't get the same connections so he needs to work his way up.

With the sister, I was planning on having her maybe try to work her way up as a handmaiden to the Queen but if she's going to get sniffed out maybe I'll have her defect to the rebels and leave the brother torn between loyalty to the Queen and his family.

I'll work on it more when I get a character sheet up but hopefully something along these lines.

[bubby]

Brother would be a knight/guard, yeah. From a noble lineage who's been loyal and gotten by on nepotism, except him cause his father died when he was young and didn't get the same connections so he needs to work his way up.

With the sister, I was planning on having her maybe try to work her way up as a handmaiden to the Queen but if she's going to get sniffed out maybe I'll have her defect to the rebels and leave the brother torn between loyalty to the Queen and his family.

I'll work on it more when I get a character sheet up but hopefully something along these lines.

Yes! There's also the fact that the Queen could learn of said sisters 'defection', and would of course need to question the brother... I like this idea!  >:)

[Juggtacular]

Might have to withdraw. Both male elementals are taken and that was a big draw for me.

[bubby]

Might have to withdraw. Both male elementals are taken and that was a big draw for me.

D'aww! Hate to see you go, but I understand. If you have any other ideas brewing feel free to shoot me a PM. I am looking for a character that knows about the Prophecy and seeks out each Elemental to try and get them to work together to defeat the Queen if that might spark your interest?

[BennyQ]

Yes! There's also the fact that the Queen could learn of said sisters 'defection', and would of course need to question the brother... I like this idea!  >:)

Sounds good to me, though I don't want the brother to be considered disposable...yet! I think though I'll start them off before she learns she's an elemental? So she'll be present at the starting Fair or whatever event and then later on learn of her nature and defect. Would that work?

[bubby]

Sounds good to me, though I don't want the brother to be considered disposable...yet! I think though I'll start them off before she learns she's an elemental? So she'll be present at the starting Fair or whatever event and then later on learn of her nature and defect. Would that work?

No char is going to be disposable unless it's been previously spoken about so no worries there, and sure, that works well!

[bubby]

UPDATE:

This will be the last 'check up' I do for this idea. Here is the list of people interested and their char ideas.

Players / Characters – the list so far...
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Caela = Elemental (?) / Rebel or loyalist
EroticLiteracy = Disposable Loyalist
Amarlo = Rebel and/or Loyalist (spy)
Wajin = Earth Elemental / Loyalist
Swashbuckler = Rebel / Loyalist / Disposable
RedPhoenix = Loyalist
Moon Hound Hati = Water Elemental
BennyQ = Brother+Sister Loyalist/ Wind Elemental
Juggtacular = Open
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ONE LAST TIME... I'd like yays or nays on who is still interested and if we think we have enough players to do this. In case we do, I have added a character template to the first post. I'll give this through tomorrow to see the turnout and do a head count and make my decision by this Sunday on whether this is a go or not.

[BennyQ]

I'm a yay for still interested and will be applying the sister as the Wind Elemental as well.

[Norsegod1839]

I am still interested in playing the love interest! Well what we talked about!

[bubby]

I'm a yay for still interested and will be applying the sister as the Wind Elemental as well.

I am still interested in playing the love interest! Well what we talked about!

Wonderful! Wind has been added to your name BennyQ.

Now all we need is FIRE, which needs to be female. I am also still interested in someone making a char that knows of the Prophecy and works to gather all the Elementals together. This can be someone who maybe had a family member brutally killed by the Queen for having Elemental power? Has a grudge and wants nothing but to see the Queen fall, and is willing to do what is needed to make this so!

[RedPhoenix]

Still interested but I'm slow posting in everything atm so putting off starting for a bit would probably increase my participation not decrease it. :)

[Rosaline]

I am quite interested in the Fire role. Will need to reread things, but considering that role is still open, certainly has me tempted. :) I can be a wee bit of a slow poster, but try to keep pace within a day or so from replies to group stories.

Note: Just got caught up with reading everything up to this point and I am definitely interested I'd you would have me. ;)

[PrestaDGTation]

 

  Bubby!  OMG, I didn't know it was coming back!

  Oh wow!  Can I?  Can I really!?

  I would love to bring back Carmillia the Queen's Loyalist, or make something new if that's better!

  Oh sweet goodness!  This game is like a sexy zombie, and I'm so stoked it's coming back to life!  I hope I can join, but will spectate regardless!

[bubby]

I am quite interested in the Fire role. Will need to reread things, but considering that role is still open, certainly has me tempted. :) I can be a wee bit of a slow poster, but try to keep pace within a day or so from replies to group stories.

Note: Just got caught up with reading everything up to this point and I am definitely interested I'd you would have me. ;)

I have sent you a PM darlin', and I'll let you know as soon as I do.  :-)

 

  Bubby!  OMG, I didn't know it was coming back!

  Oh wow!  Can I?  Can I really!?

  I would love to bring back Carmillia the Queen's Loyalist, or make something new if that's better!

  Oh sweet goodness!  This game is like a sexy zombie, and I'm so stoked it's coming back to life!  I hope I can join, but will spectate regardless!

Oh Presta I have missed yyyoouu!!!  If I get it off the ground DAMN RIGHT YOU CAN JOIN! I think we can do it, but I'm a little worried about not many people joining. I've offered up duel chars, and that seems to have helped the char count. I'll be posting up a definite Yay or Nay on whether this is a Go Later on tonight.

[bubby]

GM UPDATE

SOUND THE TRUMPETS!! This game is a GO people! After a talking in a few PMs and seeing the other interest we can totally get this thing rolling! YAY!

I have put up the char template in the first post of this thread, so lets MAKE. THOSE. CHARS! Go ahead and post them here, and if I see any changes that might need to be made I'll send PMs. Once I have all the char sheets we'll move to the next phase!

[BennyQ]

Here is my Work-In-Progress character sheets for my brother/sister loyalist duo, which may be subject to changes depending on what the GM may have to say or what others may wish to plot with me. It is only a draft at this stage.



Personal Information:
Name: Count Valacar Larenzac.
Age: 27.
Gender: Male.
Affiliation: Loyalist/Knight.

Personality: Loyal and dutiful, Valacar is a cautious planner and prone to overthinking. Slow to laugh and distrusts those who are inconsistent or lacking in resolve. Soft spoken in tone and austere in his style of living.

Appearance:

(Brown hair, blue eyed.)

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Two-handed longsword (family heirloom), small dirk.
Ability/Skill(s): Trained knight, enduring and steadfast.
Strengths: Cautious and likes to be prepared. Ruthless. Well-practiced swordsman.
Weaknesses: Can be indecisive. Blinded by loyalty.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual, married once/widowed. Prudish.
Ons & Offs: Vanilla sex. Dominant. Romantic. Prefers commitment.


Personal Information:
Name: Adunabeth Larenzac.
Age: 19.
Gender: Female.
Affiliation: Loyalist/Handmaiden. Later, Rebels.

Personality: Attentive and selfless, Aundabeth is prone to dedicate her life to the helping of others, as shown by her position in life by serving the Queen directly, whom she admires. She can be thoughtless in her actions, very much unlike her brother in being prone to impulse.

Appearance: 


Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Small knife.
Ability/Skill(s): Minor training in self-defense. Undiscovered, untrained Wind Elemental.
Strengths: Fast learner, intelligent, capable. Competent administrator.
Weaknesses: Jumps to conclusions. Untried, never been in a real fight and naive in regards to the truth about the Queen. 

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Closet homosexual. Virgin. Celibate.
Ons & Offs: Vanilla.


Other Information:
Shared/Family Biography:

House Larenzac was once an ancient Clan within the land before the rise of the Kingdom of Glavnon. At the time of the rise of Queen Xenoa Leocadi, Chieftain Helferich, great-great-grandfather to Valacar and Adunabeth, was a powerful clan leader of many warriors and riders. Helferich Larenzac threw in his lot and support behind the aspiring, powerful Queen in exchange for rank and position within her new kingdom, serving as a renown General and earning the title of Count, transitioning from tribal leader to a feudal lord of estates and influence.

Adalbero Larenzac was the son of Helferich and great-grandfather to Valacar and Adunabeth. He served the Queen as a capable and cunning warlord, expanding her power while using riches and loot captured in battle to increase the power of his estates. He was unfortunately slain in combat with the Queen's enemies, fighting to the last.

His son Volker Larenzac, grandfather to Valacar and Adunabeth, continued the commitment of loyalty and service, following his father’s footsteps as one of many of the Queen’s generals and leading his forces to ruthlessly put down any opposition to her rule during the first decades of her reign. He served with competence and distinction, maintaining and representing her power abroad and stomping out any resistance against her divine rule.

Pelinel Larenzac, son of Volker and father to Valacar and Adunabeth, was cut from a different cloth. He did not follow in his father and grandfather’s footsteps as a warrior, instead choosing to enter the civil sector and bureaucracy as an administrator of territories both domestic and occupied. He ruled and governed with a firm hand, though showed signs of compassion which alienated him from his colleagues. He married late in his life and died before his children were full grown, taking with him the chance to rise them up through the ranks through nepotism and favouritism, throwing them to rely only on the merits of their own virtue and strength of character.

House Larenzac lands are extensive and though they have existed at the Count level, their fiefs possess riches and manpower equivalent with the most powerful nobles of the Kingdom, bordering south of the capital of Glavnon. Their warriors still possess much of their hardened tribal roots, living hard lives which forge hard men capable in battle and endurance. They are skilled shock troopers, possessing halberds in battle, with sword and shield as well. However with the degradation of the land due to the Queen's power, many of the Larenzac estates have begun to fail, showing significant losses in terms of tax revenue and crop output, leading to general starvation.

For most of their adolescent lives, Valacar and Adunabeth lived under the guidance of their mother, the daughter of a powerful noble and loyalist to the Queen. Though Valacar sought to re-establish the family prestige and influence by rejoining the army as a knight, eventually winning distinction through his competence with the blade, their mother Lothuial managed via influence to garner Adunabeth a prestigious positioning as one of the Queen’s handmaidens, serving her daily needs in whatever function is required of her. Since she was sixteen years of age, she has served the Queen faithfully in many capacities, whether it be mere preparation of the Queen's wardrobe, tasting the Queen's food in case of poison, as a scribe for the Queen's work in governing or even carrying messages. Adunabeth also possesses her father's head for numbers and administration, helping the Queen in both stewardship and financial roles if required. She is an excellent dancer, though rarely gets to practice as she is almost never absent from the Queen's side. She very rarely gets more than a few hours to herself a day, mostly for sleep, before she is required by the Queen. Almost her entire life is based around her Mistress's routines, very likely to be lost without purpose if she should ever be bereft of the woman she serves and admires.

Valacar was married once, when he was in his early twenties, though his wife died in childbirth due to a miscarriage. He has shied away from further commitments of the sort due to this. With the lands of the Kingdom beginning to deteriorate, with little to no means to help the teeming populace of his County, Valacar has been forced to more extreme and desperate measures, oppressing his people to keep the peace while forcing him to seek his fortunes serving the Queen directly as a Knight and guard rather than as an independent feudal lord committed to her rule. He seeks to earn his fortunes in battle and service to supplement his lands, already having proven his valour against various threats to the Queen's power, such as leading raids against rebel elements within the capital itself. In his role as a member of the Queensguard, Valacar has been instrumental in sniffing out traitors, plots, and conspiracies against his Mistress, even among other Queensguard who sought they could end her supposed tyranny. He is unwavering in his means to do so, willingly throwing his own men's lives into jeopardy or even into death in order to draw out an enemy which could garner benefits in the greater run.

Both have spent the majority of their life serving the Queen, thus having little time for personal development or indulging.

[RedPhoenix]

Personal Information:
Name: Duchess Shallindria Vera-Tomkessia de Lorangitosse ("Shelley" to her friends. Not you.)
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Loyal

Personality:
Shallandria is noble grace personified. She is kind, gentle, well-mannered, proper and always displays nothing but classy amusement at the foibles of life. She is a tender-hearted widow twice over who often gives to the poor and welcomes the needy to share her table when she goes out in the city. She is well loved by the populace and the nobility, a true ambassador for the Queen.

At least when she's in public.

Behind closed doors she is a greedy, murderous, power-hungry mastermind who has no morals whatsoever and has literally killed for the fun of it. The pro-regime propaganda she so happily and prettily sings is not something she actually believes a word of, but she does believe that Queen Xenoa is her best bet for maintaining her own lavish and sadistic lifestyle and so is fully committed to keeping the Queen on the throne.

Biography:
Official Version:

The Duchess acquired her title through marriage as a young woman. A charming, virtuous young woman like herself, though born a lowly orphan, caught the eye of the champion of the realm Baron Paul von Nashor. Poor Baron Nasher was tragically thrown from his horse moments after his lovely young wife had wished him well on his hunting expedition, an act of cowardly assassination soon linked to the rebel forces!

The Baroness was so distraught at the funeral that the kindly old Duke Frederico Vera-Tomkessia de Lorangitosse took pity on the poor woman and invited her to stay in his manor while she recovered. She was so grateful and proper in her response, and comported herself with such dignity and kindness in the aftermath of her husband's death that the Duke couldn't stop thinking of her. Many times he saw her giving what little she had to the good people of his land and asking for nothing in return. He was soon smitten with her beauty and morality and made the outrageous step of asking her for marriage less than a year after her husband's death.

Of course the poor fragile thing was unsure what to do, afraid of facing the world alone as a mere woman of no real standing on her own, but unable to bring herself to disrespect the memory of the poor Baron, she spent many weeks in prayer until finally the spirit of the land appeared to her and told her she must follow her heart and know her convictions. So, though it pained her, she accepted the proposal from the Duke and the two were wed.

Though the marriage was hard at first, gradually the noble love of the blessed Duke won over her spirit and the two were happy. But before they could truly enjoy love together tragedy struck as the Duke was shot from his own garden by a marksman who snuck in over the walls. The assassin was killed quickly by the Duke's guards even as his vile lies left his mouth.

Having no mind for the responsibilities of a Duchess or any desire for the worldly goods her husband had left her, the Duchess was invited to the Court by Queen Xenoa herself and offered a place of refuge there. She has since spent her time rallying the cause of the Queen with the tragic tale of her late husband's and how the nefarious rebels who stalk our great land must be put down for the good of us all.

Translation:
She was a gold digger who drew in an asshole thug of a baron who she killed by cutting his saddle and framing rebels, then seduced a Duke at the Baron's funeral, strung him along until he proposed and then killed him soon afterwards and set up a young peasant she'd sweet talked to meeting her in the garden to take the fall. She was recognized as a kindred spirit by Queen Xenoa and offered a job making sure as many people hate the rebels as possible, something she's proven very good at.

Appearance:



Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Kindness. Truth.
Ability/Skill(s): Oration, manipulation, etiquette, high society charm.
Strengths: Quick witted, excellent ability to read others, makes friends very easily.
Weaknesses: Sadistic, greedy.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Fluid
Ons & Offs: On: Feeling awesome. Mostly through sadism and bondage. Off: Everything else. Especially not being in charge.
Other Information:

[Rosaline]

Personal Information:
Name: Daria Faolon
Age: 26
Gender: Female.
Affiliation: Rebel leader; Intends to uphold prophecy

Personality: Has unwavering loyalty to her rebels, respecting each and every one of their decisions to follow her cause; knowing that if they get caught that they will likely be tortured before being killed. Can be considered strict, but not heartless. When in town or selling her herbal remedies, she acts soft-spoken and indecisive, playing a more passive role to keep attention off of herself. Now, when amongst her rebels, she shows passion and conviction behind every word. Is unwilling to give them jobs or duties that she wouldn't be willing to do herself. Always willing to lend an ear or a shoulder if needed. Does her best to be fair while keeping what's best for them all in mind. Has only told a handful of her rebels her true plot to fulfill the prophecy and slay the queen once and for all, so she is a little secretive. What the majority of the rebels know is that she does plan to overthrow the queen, just not how. (PM me to be one of the rebels that knows she intends to fulfill the prophecy.)

Biography: Was raised learning the Prophecies. Her parents trained her in all forms of combat whilst making sure that she was able to reiterate the Prophecies by heart. There was always a keen level of disappointment from having no magical abilities of her own, but she used that energy to train harder with what she could learn. They lived in a cabin in the woods where her mother taught her find herbs to use for simple medicinal remedies that they sold in town. Her father was a trader that bought goods from nearby towns and villages in order to sell or trade them to the vendors within the city.

While they were not wealthy or nobles by any means, they lived comfortably as commoners. The isolation of the cabin gave them a bit of peace while keeping them out of the queen's line of sight so she could be trained and learn everything that would eventually be needed. Her mother eventually became seriously ill, having Daria begin to take over the herbal aspect of supporting themselves. No matter how hard she tried to find a remedy, her mother's condition gradually worsened until she finally passed away. Although her father tried to hide his sorrow, she could see through the facade, but merely took over stall they had in the city and continued to harvest the herbs that the forest provided for them.

One of the days that she was selling remedies in town, she met a man that swept her off her feet. His name was Nickolai, he had a quick wit with an easy going smile that melted her heart. As time went on, he went with her to harvest the herbs and met her father. They became closer and closer until he finally asked her father's blessing for her hand in marriage. It was a small, pleasant ceremony and she found herself quite happy for a while. Due to the Queen's hunt for magic users and her loyalists at work distorting what the villagers knew of the Prophecies, she had kept that part of her life away from her husband. When he asked why she trained so hard and often, she merely quipped back with responses like, "You wouldn't want your wife harmed or taken advantage of. Right, love?"

Perhaps if she had been fully honest with him, than he may have been fully honest with her. Life was best not spent on 'what ifs.' It happened one summer day when she was selling her tinctures and remedies at her stall.. Part of the tavern's roof fell as men were working on it and that caused several heavy bricks to fall toward a young child. Right before her eyes and the city guards, her husband leapt forward with a hand outstretched, causing vines to sprout forth from the ground and pull the girl to safety just in the nick of time.

That was all it took for the armed guards to spring forth with their weapons drawn to corner him. Another young woman in the stall by her side lunged at her and held her back, clasping a hand over her mouth where her cry of anguish wouldn't be heard. The young woman was a friend of sorts, knowing that she was betrothed to the man that ended up beaten to the ground before being hauled off to the Queen herself. Her friend only let her go once the guards had gone her way and she darted away from her stall, taking alleyways as shortcuts in an effort to catch up to them.

It was all for naught. By the time she caught up, she was standing in the shadows of an alley just as the castle's gate clanged shut. Her husband was dragged through the castle's courtyard as she stood there, trembling in fury and loss as tears silently streamed down her cheeks. She had her hands clenched in fists as she could only stand there, knowing that to try to get into the castle was an impossible task and that even if she could get into it, that it would be impossible to spirit him away to safety.

She returned to her home in the forest, leaving her wares behind at the stall. Guards came to interrogate her and she was brought to the castle itself, tortured to figure out if she had known anything or had any magical skills herself. Daria was forced to be the one to slay her husband, sinking a dagger into his heart as a show of loyalty to the Queen. That was the day she swore to get her revenge, never able to forget the moment the light left his eyes. As an act of 'mercy,' she was allowed to live and thrown in a heap at the cabin door once they determined that she had known nothing about his abilities.

Her father nursed her back to health and once she was able to return to her stall she began to have a double life. By day, she sold her wares, pretending to be meek and weak-willed after returning from the castle, showing false reverence for a Queen that took her love from her. By night, she sought followers and inspired rebellion in the hearts of those that had also been wronged, those that knew in their hearts that the Queen had become insufferbly evil and those who had no where else to go. It didn't take long for her to become the leader of the rebels, a rather large group determined to wrench control of the lands being slowly killed by the wretched Queen. She would not stand by and wait for the Prophecy of Four to come to pass; she was determined to be the catalyst by finding the four who were destined to slay the Queen who cared only for more power at the cost of all else.

Appearance:

<<--By night, as the leader.
By day, as the herbal vendor-->>





Hair: Sandy blond, reaches to her mid-back.
Eyes: Hazel-Change between green and brown depending on mood.
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130lbs
Build: Lean/Athletic.

Combat Information: Proficient in most forms of combat. Skilled with nearly all weapons but she prefers to use what she carries on her. Stands a fighting chance whether she's on her feet or on horseback. Ranged weapons are her personal specialty. Often coats her blades and arrowheads in powerful poisons. Is capable of being stealthy as well.

Weapon(s): Bow on her back with her quiver, a long dagger at one hip, sword at the other. Keeps miscellaneous throwing knives tucked away on her person at all times. Also carries small pouches of miscellaneous herbs and vials on her person, some poisons while others are merely powdered irritants.

Ability/Skill(s): Proficient in most forms of combat, knowledgeable of medicinal herbs and poisons.

Strengths: Being able to blend in within the city, charismatic, passionate and able to stick to her goals once her mind is set. A fair leader and good teacher; as she will likely have to train the elementals as she finds them.

Weaknesses: Stubborn, once she sets her mind to something it is damn nigh impossible to change it. Can act rashly. Her father, who is getting older and more vulnerable.

Sexual Information:
Sexual Nature:[/b] Bisexual Switch.
Ons & Offs: Ons- Biting, scratching, hair pulling. Offs- Scat, vore, watersports.

Other Information:

Just to be clear, most of her rebels don't know she intends to fulfill the Prophecies. That information is held close to her chest so that the Queen herself won't know that is my character's intention. Periodically she send scouts out to seek word of any person with elemental abilities, in hopes to get to them before the Queen can. Once she finds these elementals, she plans to train them in what combat skills they might be lacking and to teach them to work together.

Maybe the rebels have a meeting place somewhere in or outside of the city? Figure there could possibly be a few safehouses scattered about for characters to hide that the Queen might know as rebels. Or even for the elementals themselves as they learn to control their powers?

Note: Figured her father could be an expendable NPC. Maybe he somehow gets the Queen's attention and is slain? Or perhaps at some point the Queen might figure out who my character is and while my character gets to a safehouse, her father is left unprotected. Few possibilities there.

[Caela]

Working on my CS during breaks at work. Should be done by Tuesday night.

[bubby]

YAY for CS's!

I'll peruse through them more thoroughly tomorrow before work since I won't have to go in early. I have sent out PM's to the other interested parties and have yet to receive responses other than from Amarlo, who opted out unfortunately.

[Caela]

Bubby, I know you said you were going to be picky about the elementals so I pm'd the CS to you before posting it here. Just wanted to know if she works for the world you're envisioning. :D

[VioletPanda]

Hello! I'm recently back from a mental health break and I love your plot! It's sounds amazing and I'd be honored to be a part of the reboot! I'd like to play a disposable character, loyalist or Rebel. Hpwever, I need to sleep before I send you anything! <3

[bubby]

Bubby, I know you said you were going to be picky about the elementals so I pm'd the CS to you before posting it here. Just wanted to know if she works for the world you're envisioning. :D

She's great! Go ahead and post her up here.

Hello! I'm recently back from a mental health break and I love your plot! It's sounds amazing and I'd be honored to be a part of the reboot! I'd like to play a disposable character, loyalist or Rebel. Hpwever, I need to sleep before I send you anything! <3

Would love to have you Violet! You're more than welcome to make 2 chars if you'd like; one could be a Loyalist that does something to piss off the Queen and she kills them, and a Rebel. We have a Rebel leader so more Rebels to help in this endeavor and help the Elementals is always good! Feel free to PM me any questions or ideas.

[Heartsink]

Looking fun, this :-) Gotta hop in and throw a CS around:



Personal Information:
Name: Susilo Kadek
Age: 28
Gender: Man
Affiliation: Farmer, rebel

Personality: Resilient, dedicated and loyal to his family, Susilo desires most than anything else to provide for his family and help his social class as well. He has developed a strong dislike and hatred for nobles due to what happened to him.

Biography: Susilo is a farmer, a peasant, who used to work the land of a noble with his family. He learned everything he had to learn from fighting to farming from his father, with his fighting skills passed from generation to generation dating back from pre-feudal times.

After bad harvests due to the Queen's powers, Susilo's lord blamed his family and other farmers for the poor crops, and started abusing them even more with more taxes to sustain their aristocratic lifestyle. After speaking up at a hearing with his lord to demand lower taxes for the peasants so they can feed their children, Susilo lost his temper, became enraged, threw a sandal at the lord himself and started beating up guards who rushed on him. He was sentenced and imprisoned for five years by the Queen, and rotted in the dungeons. His wife Nara, 26, and daughter Fasha, 10, have been banished from the lord's lands, same as Susilo. His parents and siblings were however allowed to stay and work on the lands.

During his captivity, Susilo was often tortured because his captors thought he was part of the rebels and had information on them. Learning of this rebel organization for the first time, Susilo didn't know anything about them, and instead found out quite a lot from his captors. They decided to let him go after his sentence ended, since they couldn't get anything from him and realized he was just a farmer.

After his release, Susilo returned to his family, incognito, asking them what happened to his wife and daughter, but they had been missing since a year after his imprisonment after moving to the capital to find work. Upon learning this, Susilo returned to the capital. After wandering the town for a month, asking around about his wife and daughter for any information, getting into fights with thieves and scammers who tried to misinform him, and getting money by helping people here and then, just enough to survive, Susilo was starting to lose hope but remembered what his captors were looking for desperately.

He is now trying to get in contact with the rebels thinking they might help him find his wife and daughter. And if the rebels aren't able to help him, he is ready as a last resort to give them up to the Queen, who then would surely help him.

Appearance:

Hair: Black hair, cut short since dungeon
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 178 lbs
Build: Athletic/Muscular

Dungeon Time (some blood)

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Bare hands and/or karambit; various swords, whatever he can use
Ability/Skill(s): Extremely proficient in hand to hand combat, and the use of short blades and daggers.
Strengths: He has great endurance, resolve and fighting skills.
Weaknesses: His family is his main weakness. He'll do anything for them. Tends to go berserk and fight anyone in his path when enraged. Doesn't wear armors or know how to fight on a horse or with long swords. Susilo cannot read or write, and has never learned military tactics or anything like that.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual.
Ons & Offs: Ons- S&M, vanilla, bondage. Torture him, all good. Offs- Scat, vore, watersports
Other Information:

Face claim is Iko Uwais. Hit me up if you wanna plot something. Maybe someone has a character willing to be the noble/lord who owned the lands Susilo worked on?

[Caela]

Personal Information:
Name: Lady Ellesbeth Aurian Beaulieu (friends call her Aura)
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Rebel

Personality: Aurian is a mostly quiet, studious young woman on the outside. When drawn into conversation it becomes clear that just below her studious nature is also a passionate heart. She argues and debates her beliefs fiercly, is intensely loyal to those who have earned her trust, and has a knack for seeing beyond what people say to the truth beneath.

Biography: Born to Duke and Duchess Beaulieu in the heart of the Capitol City, her first few years were the same as those of any other highborn child. Surrounded by nannies and staff, running through gardens that were sculpted to within an inch of their life and doted on by parents who loved her. It was only that love that granted her the luck that the first time she showed signs of what she was - a small fire that licked the ground near her feet when she fell and hurt herself one day - it was her mother that was with her and not one of their many servants. Had a servant seen, such an occurrance would surely have reached the ears of the Queen and Aura would have been killed. Instead, her mother scooped her up and carried her to her father where the Duchess promptly burst into tears that surpassed even those Aura had shed at her injury.

That night a plot was formed between the parents and to save their own child, they found another who looked remarkably like her, dressed her in one of Aura's many dresses, and drowned the girl in a nearby river. Claiming the dead child was Aura, they then smuggled their own daughter out of the city and to a monestary far away, nestled in a small, sparsly populated, mountain village where she would continue to grow in the belief that she was just another orphaned child...though with some wealthy benefactors because the monks there often took in orphaned children and had the absolute loyalty of the villagers they spent most of their days helping to care for.

It was from the books in the monks library that she began to understand what she was. Most books describing elementals, how they used to be trained, and what they could expect from their abilities had been long destroyed, but hidden away in their isolated monestary, the monks had a few that had managed to survive the purge and it was from these that Aura, in secret, and one her own, learned the beginning of control and experimentation.

Appearance: At 5'6, Aura is of average height with chocolate brown hair, amber eyes, and luminous skin. She had no tattoos or piercings but she does bear a scar on her right hip from a riding accident when she was a teenager.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Bow, Quarterstaff, Fire
Ability/Skill(s): Intermediate skills as a fire elemental. She's taught herself as much as she can but she's never really been pushed or tested.
Strengths: Intelligence, observation, has studied history and strategy, wit, a quiet charm that tends to make people want to protect her
Weaknesses: Sheltered life, lack of knowledge about who she actually is (the monks have sheltered her)

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual
Ons & Offs: Aura enjoys outdoor sex, partners that are experimental and playful and know how to laugh when something new goes a bit sideways. She also likes oral (giving and receiving), anal (receiving), and she likes sex from speed that include long slow nights of live making to rough and tumble quickies. She likes moderate amounts of pain from simple things like teeth, nails, or light spanking.

She doesn't like partners that take themselves (or sex) too seriously, people that are wantonly cruel, being forced into anything, any kind of bathroom play, heavy pain, or anything that leaves permanent marks.

Other Information: Aura's had a pretty idyllic upbringing for a young woman who believes herself to be an orphan and has no idea that she's actually the sole heir to a Duke in the capital. Her parents never dared to have another child after all they'd done to protect her.

[bubby]

Looking fun, this :-) Gotta hop in and throw a CS around:

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Personal Information:
Name: Susilo Kadek
Age: 28
Gender: Man
Affiliation: Farmer, rebel

Personality: Resilient, dedicated and loyal to his family, Susilo desires most than anything else to provide for his family and help his social class as well. He has developed a strong dislike and hatred for nobles due to what happened to him.

Biography: Susilo is a farmer, a peasant, who used to work the land of a noble with his family. He learned everything he had to learn from fighting to farming from his father, with his fighting skills passed from generation to generation dating back from pre-feudal times.

After bad harvests due to the Queen's powers, Susilo's lord blamed his family and other farmers for the poor crops, and started abusing them even more with more taxes to sustain their aristocratic lifestyle. After speaking up at a hearing with his lord to demand lower taxes for the peasants so they can feed their children, Susilo lost his temper, became enraged, threw a sandal at the lord himself and started beating up guards who rushed on him. He was sentenced and imprisoned for five years by the Queen, and rotted in the dungeons. His wife Nara, 26, and daughter Fasha, 10, have been banished from the lord's lands, same as Susilo. His parents and siblings were however allowed to stay and work on the lands.

During his captivity, Susilo was often tortured because his captors thought he was part of the rebels and had information on them. Learning of this rebel organization for the first time, Susilo didn't know anything about them, and instead found out quite a lot from his captors. They decided to let him go after his sentence ended, since they couldn't get anything from him and realized he was just a farmer.

After his release, Susilo returned to his family, incognito, asking them what happened to his wife and daughter, but they had been missing since a year after his imprisonment after moving to the capital to find work. Upon learning this, Susilo returned to the capital. After wandering the town for a month, asking around about his wife and daughter for any information, getting into fights with thieves and scammers who tried to misinform him, and getting money by helping people here and then, just enough to survive, Susilo was starting to lose hope but remembered what his captors were looking for desperately.

He is now trying to get in contact with the rebels thinking they might help him find his wife and daughter. And if the rebels aren't able to help him, he is ready as a last resort to give them up to the Queen, who then would surely help him.

Appearance:

Hair: Black hair, cut short since dungeon
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 178 lbs
Build: Athletic/Muscular

Dungeon Time (some blood)

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Bare hands and/or karambit; various swords, whatever he can use
Ability/Skill(s): Extremely proficient in hand to hand combat, and the use of short blades and daggers.
Strengths: He has great endurance, resolve and fighting skills.
Weaknesses: His family is his main weakness. He'll do anything for them. Tends to go berserk and fight anyone in his path when enraged. Doesn't wear armors or know how to fight on a horse or with long swords. Susilo cannot read or write, and has never learned military tactics or anything like that.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual.
Ons & Offs: Ons- S&M, vanilla, bondage. Torture him, all good. Offs- Scat, vore, watersports
Other Information:

Face claim is Iko Uwais. Hit me up if you wanna plot something. Maybe someone has a character willing to be the noble/lord who owned the lands Susilo worked on?

He's great!  Welcome aboard!

UPDATE:With CS's rolling in ( looking so good!) but with the fact we're still waiting a a few folk, I'll wait until Saturday to see how many have checked in and make up a list of who's who in the Kingdom so far.

[PrestaDGTation]

 Name: Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi
Alias: Depends on who's asking..
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Loyalist to the Queen



  "Carmillia is a relatively fresh face at court: the unlikely betrothed of Tiskele's Baron Fioro Eschet.  Since her introduction, she has become regarded as the very best thing to ever happen to her husband's estate.  Her exotic features aside, Carmillia conducts herself as a preeminent lady.  Charming in conversation, graceful in manner and movement, and surpassingly witty.  All while somehow retaining the etiquette and humility that those of foreign blood owe to the Nobles of Glavnon.  At court, she is something of a fascination.  They wonder if she will remain a delightful but inconsequential peer of the realm, in the fashion of her husband.  Or if they are witnessing the subtle rise of a great politician.

  The woman is known to be fickle, and rather too particular about her scheduled comforts and routines.  The servants under her command are reportedly terrified of her, especially those charged with the allegedly all-important task of making her tea.  In her defense, having personally sampled her own concoction, Carmillia is well within her rights to be discerning.  She manages many functions of her soon-to-be husband's estate, and takes an enormous burden off the aging war-hero as a result. 

  Among her past-times, Carmillia is an avid rider, as natural on horseback as she is in a gown, and several career stable-hands claim to have asked her for advice at one point or another.  It also shouldn't surprise you to learn, given her heritage as a daughter of Inillys, that writing is her strongest talent.  Her prose carries a poetic flourish; one uniquely translated from the gaudy frivolousness of her birthplace and into something that respectable citizens of Glavnon can actually find pleasing. 

  Her loyalty to the Queen, Blessed Be Her Name, can be accurately described as zealotry.  Here I dispense with formality for a moment: After a career of interviewing nobles, commoners, generals, and ministers on this very subject, I confess that I have found few people to match her eagerness, her willingness to praise and to defend Her Blessed Majesty at every possible opportunity.  The Queen's tactics, philosophy, edicts, and lifestyle are all sacrosanct to Carmillia.  Indeed, the poetic inclination of her bloodline leaves her fascinated with the circumstances of Glavnon, and her worldview allows her to perceive the Queen, Blessed Be Her Name, as nothing short of a paragon made manifest.  It is extraordinary.

  Sadly, the saying goes that a healthy instinct will follow any extraordinary thing with suspicion.  And indeed, there is somewhat more to this newly minted noblewoman than meets the eye.  There is a melancholy, which sets upon her very suddenly and without discernable provocation.  Nothing in her life's history, save her departure from her homeland, would indicate such turmoil.  And yet she herself, her closest staff, and indeed her doting Baron are either wholly ignorant of its origin, or are deeply protective.  Rumors exist that Carmillia's body is covered in unseemly scars.  That black hairs and not platinum blonde ones are seen when she bathes.  And that perhaps our newest peer of the realm and our jovial Baron Eschet prefer a more impassioned intercourse than anyone at court assumed.  But most important of all, the more time invested in this affair, the greater it feels that there is something altogether amiss about her stated history.  The precise nature of the discrepancy remains elusive, but suspicions that endure being baseless are to be taken seriously, as they say.

  Despite the nauseating bother of communicating with them, the next step after dispatching the assigned duties here will be to submit an inquiry to the Inyllysian Grand Sovereign Committee of Noble Houses and Rank, and see what can be learned about Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi's origins there.  With relations between Glavnon and Inyllys as they are, compounded with the cacophony that is their bureaucratic structure, it will take several seasons to get any answer at all, much less a useful one.  Best, then, to begin in all haste.  Given the evidence thus far, including her fickleness regarding tea, it's entirely possible that this woman is in fact-"

  There was the sound of paper wadding up into a ball.  From his couch, a large and well dressed man opened one sleepy eye, observing a woman moving to the fire place.  "What do you have there?" he murmured.

  The woman smiled and shook her head.  "Just a bit of poetry I composed as a child, regialo."  And she tossed it into the fire.

  The man chuckled.  "That already happening to you, my dear?  Looking at yourself in the past and wincing at that clumsy, stilt-legged oaf, smashing his way through life without nothing but high ideals and two left feet to follow them with?"

  She laughed and took a seat beside him.  "Perhaps.  Or perhaps I simply do not care to recall such things as my 'clumsy pen' would write about in those days."

  "Ha, imagining the way your father's guards looked naked, were you?"  She elbowed him.  "What?  Do girls not do that when they're young?"

  "Not the proper ones." she scoffed, causing him to roar with laughter.

  "Proper!  Proper, my ass!  I've never seen a word so many people wanted and that so few knew the meaning of!  Come now, live a little as a 'proper' woman!  By the time you're my age, you'll wish you'd kept your childhood poetry just you can imagine you were ever innocent at all!"

 

  Biography:

  Carmillia was born to a wealthy magistrate in Lialdi, an inland city in the distant country of Inillys.  Her childhood centered around her family's expectations of her, which included a classical education and intense etiquette cultivation.  She was a bright child, often praised for her keen mind and excellent memory.  Horticultue, literature, anatomy, and the arts were all subjects she excelled in.  She took especially well to history, which pleased her father as it translated easily into current affairs.  Her mother, a native to Glavnon, helped her education by teaching her foreign history and language.  While she was expected to succeed, the young Carmillia knew very few hardships.

  Perhaps because of her mother's stories of Queen Xenoa of Glavnon, or because of the large population of folk and mystic healers in Lialdi, Carmillia developed a scholarly fascination with occultism.  This was frowned on by her family, but a compromise was reached in sending her to Glavnon's Capital for study.  She was allowed to learn from some of the most accomplished writers and scribes in the country, while absorbing herself in this nation of legends and sorcery.  Despite the ruin of the countryside, and the wars being fought in pockets all over the continent, Carmillia was entranced by it.

  Her education was cut short when her father fell ill, at which point she returned to Inillys to tend to the matters of filial piety.  After he died sometime later, she stayed for a year in mourning, helping to straighten family affairs.  And, of course, to console her mother, who was minded to stay in luxury in Inillys for the rest of her days.  Carmillia, however, couldn't resist returning to Glavnon.

 

Just one sordid shadow..

  The writer of the above report was publically mourned.  His body was never found.

  On the day he disappeared, some hog-farmers 40 miles from the estate were gifted wine and women-of-pleasure.  When they awoke, they were grateful the pigs had already been fed, so they could nurse their hangovers.

  Carmillia keeps her secrets carefully.  One secret is this.

  Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi has never been to Inyllys.

  Seeking to take work as a scribe, Carmillia traveled south into Tiskele, employing herself to a minor noble by the name of Baron Fioro Eschet.  5 months have passed since then, and Carmillia is currently involved in a courtship with the Baron.  A widower, but a clever and well-liked man in his province, the Baron is considering sponsoring the girl in court, to become a proper scribe in service to Glavnon at large.  Such a thing, Carmillia would attest, is her dream.

Appearance:

  The first thing most people notice about Carmillia is her poise.  Her graceful motions and firm posture deeply accent her otherwise modest curves.  She is a stylish young lady, preferring to choose deep colors that offset her platinum blonde hair.  Her green eyes dance with intelligence, and her features are sharp and exotic.
  She speaks with an accent: a faux-Italian canter and intonation.
  While none are visible while dressed, Carmillia's flesh is riddled with scars.  Most people who see them already know their history.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):

  Darts:  Carmillia is strangely accurate with small throwing weapons.  More interestingly, she is able to adapt many things to suit the occasion, and can utilize quills, hair-pins, reeds, silverware, and so forth if pressed.
  Heirloom Dagger:  A short, very thin steel dagger with an ornate hilt.  Typically mistaken for a letter opener, it's a pitiful seeming weapon that she is usually allowed to carry on her person.

  Carmillia is not a fighter.  She will attempt to trick, seduce, bargain with, or mislead opponents when they appear.  Where that fails, Carmillia would usually rather be taken captive than risk taking on a swordsman.  In a case where fighting is literally the only way out, she will use every resource in her surroundings to harry her attackers until she is able to escape. 

Ability/Skill(s): (Abilities applies to Elementals)

  Skills:
  Penmenship:  Carmillia's writing is both beautiful to look at and to read.
  Propaganda:  Her manipulative nature and her writing skills give her an unsettling ability to tune the minds of her readers.
  Anatomical Savvy:  She once spent time with a man who liked to use needles and pressure points.  She learned some things..
  Ears of the Scribe:  A scribe has to be able to quickly and accurately transmit a vast amount of information.  It makes for a nasty eavesdropper. 
  Artistic Sway:  Carmillia plays stringed instruments passably, but her dexterity greatly lends itself to visual endeavors.
  Horticulture:  Teas and flowers are her forte, although she also knows a little about narcotics and poisons.
  Equine Savant:  She is known to be a good rider, but also has a way with difficult horses.
  The Past Casts Sordid Shadows:  The Baron Eschet was astounded when she was able to open a door that had lost it's key...

Hidden Skills

  Sesame Girl:  Carmillia's nimble hands and quick wits once earned the nickname of 'Sesame Girl,' for her ability to crack locks.  As well other lewd meanings..
  Legerdemain Games:  She loves games of chance, but has a slight-of-hand knack that makes her good at cheating.
  Pocket Browser:  An able pick-pocket, she is a capable thief when she has reason to be.
  The Truth About Plants:  She is a poison and narcotics expert, as well an avid student of Tea.  Her knowledge of flowers is relatively superficial, at least as to cultivating them.
  Needle Play:  She is capable of weaving intricate patterns of needles into a person, which she has used both for pleasure and for torture.
  Courtesan's Weave:  She was trained in the ways of pleasure, conversation, and seduction. 
 

 
Strengths:

  Cunning:  Her favorite word and her greatest asset, Carmillia is resourceful and sharp-witted.
  Educated:  A rare enough trait for any gender in such a time period, Carmillia's mind is excellently seasoned.
  Clever Hands:  Nimble and small, Carmillia's dexterity allows her to do a number of things: more than many suspect.
  Those Inillysian Ladies:  Loud, emotional, stubborn, and irrestiable.  She does her blood proud.
  No Limits:  Carmillia's creativity, when aroused, quickly bypasses established technique, social convention, and morality.

Weaknesses:

  Guilt:  Those that really begin to know Carmillia will see that she is crippled, if not wholly defined, by a guilty conscience.
  Lair:  It's harder than you'd think to catch her in a lie, but she has to step carefully during such a pursuit.
  Lack of empathy:  The word 'sociopath' doesn't exist yet, and wouldn't precisley apply to her if it did.  But she does have a hard time caring for others, and once the cards are down, those closest to her often find betrayal, or worse.
  Physical Weakness:  Carmillia is stronger than she looks, which sadly isn't saying much.  Her lithe body can be easily overpowered.
  Masochistic:  Carmillia knows how far is too far, but sometimes she let's herself get carried away...

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature:

  Carmillia is hetero-sexual.  She is a complicated, emotional lover, who places great importance on the 'pact' of sexual union.

Turn Ons & Offs:

Yes:
  Hard Sub:  Carmillia finds release in pain and humiliation.  She kindles to whips, ropes, chains, and knives earnestly, as well as more specialized forms such as fire play.
  Mutilation:  She would explain that the ideal state is somewhere between fear and trust, certainty and uncertainty.  To make sure there isn't too much of one and not enough of the other, sometimes it's necessary to go a little deeper.  That's the theory, anyhow.  Just as long as the scars aren't visible and she isn't going to die or be crippled. 
  Darkness:  Carmillia likes the tease of being deprived of sight.  There's also a self-conscious aspect to that.

Half and Half:
  Toilet Play:  As a form of humilation, toilet play is acceptable.  The character will like it, but the player won't get anything out of it.
  Public scenes:  Carmillia requires privacy, and will stop being interested if she feels she is on display.  The character will dislike these scenes, but the player could rather do with her having that problem.
  Permanant / Terminal Injury:  In a curious way, Carmillia would like this to happen.  Just PM me if you plan on crippling or killing her first.

No:
  Diapers.  Just.. I don't even know why, but absolutely not.

Quotes:

"Blood can make a man believe in power.  Ink can make a man believe in anything."

[bubby]

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Name: Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi
Alias: Depends on who's asking..
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Loyalist to the Queen



  "Carmillia is a relatively fresh face at court: the unlikely betrothed of Tiskele's Baron Fioro Eschet.  Since her introduction, she has become regarded as the very best thing to ever happen to her husband's estate.  Her exotic features aside, Carmillia conducts herself as a preeminent lady.  Charming in conversation, graceful in manner and movement, and surpassingly witty.  All while somehow retaining the etiquette and humility that those of foreign blood owe to the Nobles of Glavnon.  At court, she is something of a fascination.  They wonder if she will remain a delightful but inconsequential peer of the realm, in the fashion of her husband.  Or if they are witnessing the subtle rise of a great politician.

  The woman is known to be fickle, and rather too particular about her scheduled comforts and routines.  The servants under her command are reportedly terrified of her, especially those charged with the allegedly all-important task of making her tea.  In her defense, having personally sampled her own concoction, Carmillia is well within her rights to be discerning.  She manages many functions of her soon-to-be husband's estate, and takes an enormous burden off the aging war-hero as a result. 

  Among her past-times, Carmillia is an avid rider, as natural on horseback as she is in a gown, and several career stable-hands claim to have asked her for advice at one point or another.  It also shouldn't surprise you to learn, given her heritage as a daughter of Inillys, that writing is her strongest talent.  Her prose carries a poetic flourish; one uniquely translated from the gaudy frivolousness of her birthplace and into something that respectable citizens of Glavnon can actually find pleasing. 

  Her loyalty to the Queen, Blessed Be Her Name, can be accurately described as zealotry.  Here I dispense with formality for a moment: After a career of interviewing nobles, commoners, generals, and ministers on this very subject, I confess that I have found few people to match her eagerness, her willingness to praise and to defend Her Blessed Majesty at every possible opportunity.  The Queen's tactics, philosophy, edicts, and lifestyle are all sacrosanct to Carmillia.  Indeed, the poetic inclination of her bloodline leaves her fascinated with the circumstances of Glavnon, and her worldview allows her to perceive the Queen, Blessed Be Her Name, as nothing short of a paragon made manifest.  It is extraordinary.

  Sadly, the saying goes that a healthy instinct will follow any extraordinary thing with suspicion.  And indeed, there is somewhat more to this newly minted noblewoman than meets the eye.  There is a melancholy, which sets upon her very suddenly and without discernable provocation.  Nothing in her life's history, save her departure from her homeland, would indicate such turmoil.  And yet she herself, her closest staff, and indeed her doting Baron are either wholly ignorant of its origin, or are deeply protective.  Rumors exist that Carmillia's body is covered in unseemly scars.  That black hairs and not platinum blonde ones are seen when she bathes.  And that perhaps our newest peer of the realm and our jovial Baron Eschet prefer a more impassioned intercourse than anyone at court assumed.  But most important of all, the more time invested in this affair, the greater it feels that there is something altogether amiss about her stated history.  The precise nature of the discrepancy remains elusive, but suspicions that endure being baseless are to be taken seriously, as they say.

  Despite the nauseating bother of communicating with them, the next step after dispatching the assigned duties here will be to submit an inquiry to the Inyllysian Grand Sovereign Committee of Noble Houses and Rank, and see what can be learned about Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi's origins there.  With relations between Glavnon and Inyllys as they are, compounded with the cacophony that is their bureaucratic structure, it will take several seasons to get any answer at all, much less a useful one.  Best, then, to begin in all haste.  Given the evidence thus far, including her fickleness regarding tea, it's entirely possible that this woman is in fact-"

  There was the sound of paper wadding up into a ball.  From his couch, a large and well dressed man opened one sleepy eye, observing a woman moving to the fire place.  "What do you have there?" he murmured.

  The woman smiled and shook her head.  "Just a bit of poetry I composed as a child, regialo."  And she tossed it into the fire.

  The man chuckled.  "That already happening to you, my dear?  Looking at yourself in the past and wincing at that clumsy, stilt-legged oaf, smashing his way through life without nothing but high ideals and two left feet to follow them with?"

  She laughed and took a seat beside him.  "Perhaps.  Or perhaps I simply do not care to recall such things as my 'clumsy pen' would write about in those days."

  "Ha, imagining the way your father's guards looked naked, were you?"  She elbowed him.  "What?  Do girls not do that when they're young?"

  "Not the proper ones." she scoffed, causing him to roar with laughter.

  "Proper!  Proper, my ass!  I've never seen a word so many people wanted and that so few knew the meaning of!  Come now, live a little as a 'proper' woman!  By the time you're my age, you'll wish you'd kept your childhood poetry just you can imagine you were ever innocent at all!"

 

  Biography:

  Carmillia was born to a wealthy magistrate in Lialdi, an inland city in the distant country of Inillys.  Her childhood centered around her family's expectations of her, which included a classical education and intense etiquette cultivation.  She was a bright child, often praised for her keen mind and excellent memory.  Horticultue, literature, anatomy, and the arts were all subjects she excelled in.  She took especially well to history, which pleased her father as it translated easily into current affairs.  Her mother, a native to Glavnon, helped her education by teaching her foreign history and language.  While she was expected to succeed, the young Carmillia knew very few hardships.

  Perhaps because of her mother's stories of Queen Xenoa of Glavnon, or because of the large population of folk and mystic healers in Lialdi, Carmillia developed a scholarly fascination with occultism.  This was frowned on by her family, but a compromise was reached in sending her to Glavnon's Capital for study.  She was allowed to learn from some of the most accomplished writers and scribes in the country, while absorbing herself in this nation of legends and sorcery.  Despite the ruin of the countryside, and the wars being fought in pockets all over the continent, Carmillia was entranced by it.

  Her education was cut short when her father fell ill, at which point she returned to Inillys to tend to the matters of filial piety.  After he died sometime later, she stayed for a year in mourning, helping to straighten family affairs.  And, of course, to console her mother, who was minded to stay in luxury in Inillys for the rest of her days.  Carmillia, however, couldn't resist returning to Glavnon.

 

Just one sordid shadow..

  The writer of the above report was publically mourned.  His body was never found.

  On the day he disappeared, some hog-farmers 40 miles from the estate were gifted wine and women-of-pleasure.  When they awoke, they were grateful the pigs had already been fed, so they could nurse their hangovers.

  Carmillia keeps her secrets carefully.  One secret is this.

  Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi has never been to Inyllys.

  Seeking to take work as a scribe, Carmillia traveled south into Tiskele, employing herself to a minor noble by the name of Baron Fioro Eschet.  5 months have passed since then, and Carmillia is currently involved in a courtship with the Baron.  A widower, but a clever and well-liked man in his province, the Baron is considering sponsoring the girl in court, to become a proper scribe in service to Glavnon at large.  Such a thing, Carmillia would attest, is her dream.

Appearance:

  The first thing most people notice about Carmillia is her poise.  Her graceful motions and firm posture deeply accent her otherwise modest curves.  She is a stylish young lady, preferring to choose deep colors that offset her platinum blonde hair.  Her green eyes dance with intelligence, and her features are sharp and exotic.
  She speaks with an accent: a faux-Italian canter and intonation.
  While none are visible while dressed, Carmillia's flesh is riddled with scars.  Most people who see them already know their history.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):

  Darts:  Carmillia is strangely accurate with small throwing weapons.  More interestingly, she is able to adapt many things to suit the occasion, and can utilize quills, hair-pins, reeds, silverware, and so forth if pressed.
  Heirloom Dagger:  A short, very thin steel dagger with an ornate hilt.  Typically mistaken for a letter opener, it's a pitiful seeming weapon that she is usually allowed to carry on her person.

  Carmillia is not a fighter.  She will attempt to trick, seduce, bargain with, or mislead opponents when they appear.  Where that fails, Carmillia would usually rather be taken captive than risk taking on a swordsman.  In a case where fighting is literally the only way out, she will use every resource in her surroundings to harry her attackers until she is able to escape. 

Ability/Skill(s): (Abilities applies to Elementals)

  Skills:
  Penmenship:  Carmillia's writing is both beautiful to look at and to read.
  Propaganda:  Her manipulative nature and her writing skills give her an unsettling ability to tune the minds of her readers.
  Anatomical Savvy:  She once spent time with a man who liked to use needles and pressure points.  She learned some things..
  Ears of the Scribe:  A scribe has to be able to quickly and accurately transmit a vast amount of information.  It makes for a nasty eavesdropper. 
  Artistic Sway:  Carmillia plays stringed instruments passably, but her dexterity greatly lends itself to visual endeavors.
  Horticulture:  Teas and flowers are her forte, although she also knows a little about narcotics and poisons.
  Equine Savant:  She is known to be a good rider, but also has a way with difficult horses.
  The Past Casts Sordid Shadows:  The Baron Eschet was astounded when she was able to open a door that had lost it's key...

Hidden Skills

  Sesame Girl:  Carmillia's nimble hands and quick wits once earned the nickname of 'Sesame Girl,' for her ability to crack locks.  As well other lewd meanings..
  Legerdemain Games:  She loves games of chance, but has a slight-of-hand knack that makes her good at cheating.
  Pocket Browser:  An able pick-pocket, she is a capable thief when she has reason to be.
  The Truth About Plants:  She is a poison and narcotics expert, as well an avid student of Tea.  Her knowledge of flowers is relatively superficial, at least as to cultivating them.
  Needle Play:  She is capable of weaving intricate patterns of needles into a person, which she has used both for pleasure and for torture.
  Courtesan's Weave:  She was trained in the ways of pleasure, conversation, and seduction. 
 

 
Strengths:

  Cunning:  Her favorite word and her greatest asset, Carmillia is resourceful and sharp-witted.
  Educated:  A rare enough trait for any gender in such a time period, Carmillia's mind is excellently seasoned.
  Clever Hands:  Nimble and small, Carmillia's dexterity allows her to do a number of things: more than many suspect.
  Those Inillysian Ladies:  Loud, emotional, stubborn, and irrestiable.  She does her blood proud.
  No Limits:  Carmillia's creativity, when aroused, quickly bypasses established technique, social convention, and morality.

Weaknesses:

  Guilt:  Those that really begin to know Carmillia will see that she is crippled, if not wholly defined, by a guilty conscience.
  Lair:  It's harder than you'd think to catch her in a lie, but she has to step carefully during such a pursuit.
  Lack of empathy:  The word 'sociopath' doesn't exist yet, and wouldn't precisley apply to her if it did.  But she does have a hard time caring for others, and once the cards are down, those closest to her often find betrayal, or worse.
  Physical Weakness:  Carmillia is stronger than she looks, which sadly isn't saying much.  Her lithe body can be easily overpowered.
  Masochistic:  Carmillia knows how far is too far, but sometimes she let's herself get carried away...

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature:

  Carmillia is hetero-sexual.  She is a complicated, emotional lover, who places great importance on the 'pact' of sexual union.

Turn Ons & Offs:

Yes:
  Hard Sub:  Carmillia finds release in pain and humiliation.  She kindles to whips, ropes, chains, and knives earnestly, as well as more specialized forms such as fire play.
  Mutilation:  She would explain that the ideal state is somewhere between fear and trust, certainty and uncertainty.  To make sure there isn't too much of one and not enough of the other, sometimes it's necessary to go a little deeper.  That's the theory, anyhow.  Just as long as the scars aren't visible and she isn't going to die or be crippled. 
  Darkness:  Carmillia likes the tease of being deprived of sight.  There's also a self-conscious aspect to that.

Half and Half:
  Toilet Play:  As a form of humilation, toilet play is acceptable.  The character will like it, but the player won't get anything out of it.
  Public scenes:  Carmillia requires privacy, and will stop being interested if she feels she is on display.  The character will dislike these scenes, but the player could rather do with her having that problem.
  Permanant / Terminal Injury:  In a curious way, Carmillia would like this to happen.  Just PM me if you plan on crippling or killing her first.

No:
  Diapers.  Just.. I don't even know why, but absolutely not.

Quotes:

"Blood can make a man believe in power.  Ink can make a man believe in anything."

OoOooo there's mah guuurrll! Love me some Carmilla!

[bubby]

The following are the CS's I've received and accepted so far. I'm going to send off PM's to everyone else once again to find out player status. Characters will be opened up if RSVP'd chars are dropped or I don't get responses back soon.

The Queen

Personal Information:
Name: Xenoa Leocadi
Age: 200
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Queen

Personality: She is a fearless and fearsome leader, known to be ruthless and cold, seemingly holding not an ounce of pity or warmth in her heart. Does she even have a heart? Some will say it shriveled away centuries ago, yet they would never say it aloud. She cares for nothing but making the entire Kingdom of Glavnon fall to their knees before her. Darkly seductive, decidedly evil.

Biography: She was born into Clan nobility, so very long ago. She was raised in wealth and privlidge. Though she was a high-born daughter, she was the only one, surrounded by brothers. It was with those brothers she was taught the basics of battle. How to ride, how to grip a sword. Yet one silent night Raiders fell upon them, killing her family, and being taken as a slave herself, as well as her entire Clan. Yet she refused to succumb. Even as the raiders swept through the land she knew and took prisoners, she did as she was told, always, quickly becoming a favorite. She watched, she listened. She became very close to the old Raider Witch, helping the woman with anything and everything, learning all she could. Slowly but surely, she was becoming quite formidable. She was learning how to control the Elements, the Witch always praising her for her quick mind, for her skills.

Though she was culling favor with her captors, she was also gaining friends with the prisoners. She was vibrant, outspoken in winning free of their captors, a born leader. She was dynamic and soon enough had many willing to follow her lead, so when the night came that she said it was time, the Rebellion that she herself began swept through the Raiders, killing them all. She killed with sword, and she killed with magic. Her skills at both were immense already.

Time went by, and she became Queen. Righteous and well loved. She used her ever more considerable Power to help those in need, leading her growing armies to eradicate any who dared to think to take over what she was building as her own. But, as time continued to go by, things began to change. She spent much time delving into the Occult, and how to gain complete control of all the Elements, finally coming across an ancient ritual she began to use faithfully. Yet, she had to be the best, the strongest, the most Powerful. She began to send her armies out to kill any who dealt in magic, especially those who had even a whisper of Elemental Power. She would lead many a battle herself, bathing in blood. Eventually, she became the ruthless woman she is now. Stunningly beautiful, able to kill with a thought, or a blade. Enjoying her singular rule. Many who had been at her side when she was kind left, but there were those that stayed, worshiping her for the Goddess she believed she was.

Now the land is slowly dying, all due to the rituals she performs to strengthen herself. The Rebellion she once lead now seeks to rid themselves of her. Whispers of the Prophecy of the Four coming true reach her ears. She sends out her assassins on a regular basis. She does not fear the Prophecy.

Maybe she should....

Appearance:

More Queenly-ness

Combat Information: Xenoa is quite proficient in battle, her hand-to-hand skills unparalleled. She is an excellent horsewoman as well. She is ruthless, and will show no mercy, though she has been known to seemingly do so to gain information, only to finish off the informant once she has what she wants. Usually in a quite slow and agonizing way.

Weapon(s):
Silver handle bull whip
Twin swords
Dagger

Ability/Skill(s): The Queen has complete control of ALL the Elements, and her skills in battle are keen.

Strengths: She commands the deepest respect and devotion from those that choose to follow her willingly, for she can be quite generous with gifts when the need arises.

Weaknesses: Hubris; Xenoa feels she cannot be touched, as she has always managed to eliminate any who showed even an inkling of Power. Extreme usage of her Magic causes her to weaken. She also at her weakest that one time a year when she must perform the ritual that not only strengthens her elemental Power again, but also keeps her youthful countenance and beauty. After said ritual, she slips into a coma for at least 2 days.

Sexual Information: In all things she is very dominant, including with the occasional 'toy' that might gain her attention. She has a tendency to break them though...

Sexual Nature: Hetero Switch

Ons & Offs:

BennyQ (Loyal Guard/Rebel Wind Elemental)

Personal Information:
Name: Count Valacar Larenzac.
Age: 27.
Gender: Male.
Affiliation: Loyalist/Knight.

Personality: Loyal and dutiful, Valacar is a cautious planner and prone to overthinking. Slow to laugh and distrusts those who are inconsistent or lacking in resolve. Soft spoken in tone and austere in his style of living.

Appearance:

(Brown hair, blue eyed.)

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Two-handed longsword (family heirloom), small dirk.
Ability/Skill(s): Trained knight, enduring and steadfast.
Strengths: Cautious and likes to be prepared. Ruthless. Well-practiced swordsman.
Weaknesses: Can be indecisive. Blinded by loyalty.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual, married once/widowed. Prudish.
Ons & Offs: Vanilla sex. Dominant. Romantic. Prefers commitment.


Personal Information:
Name: Adunabeth Larenzac.
Age: 19.
Gender: Female.
Affiliation: Loyalist/Handmaiden. Later, Rebels.

Personality: Attentive and selfless, Aundabeth is prone to dedicate her life to the helping of others, as shown by her position in life by serving the Queen directly, whom she admires. She can be thoughtless in her actions, very much unlike her brother in being prone to impulse.

Appearance: 


Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Small knife.
Ability/Skill(s): Minor training in self-defense. Undiscovered, untrained Wind Elemental.
Strengths: Fast learner, intelligent, capable. Competent administrator.
Weaknesses: Jumps to conclusions. Untried, never been in a real fight and naive in regards to the truth about the Queen. 

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Closet homosexual. Virgin. Celibate.
Ons & Offs: Vanilla.


Other Information:
Shared/Family Biography:

House Larenzac was once an ancient Clan within the land before the rise of the Kingdom of Glavnon. At the time of the rise of Queen Xenoa Leocadi, Chieftain Helferich, great-grandfather to Valacar and Adunabeth, was a powerful clan leader of many warriors and riders. Helferich Larenzac threw in his lot and support behind the aspiring, powerful Queen in exchange for rank and position within her new kingdom, serving as a renown General and earning the title of Count, transitioning from tribal leader to a feudal lord of estates and influence.

His son Volker Larenzac, grandfather to Valacar and Adunabeth, continued the commitment of loyalty and service, following his father’s footsteps as one of many of the Queen’s generals and leading his forces to ruthlessly put down any opposition to her rule during the first decades of her reign. He served with competence and distinction, maintaining and representing her power abroad and stomping out any resistance against her divine rule.

Pelinel Larenzac, son of Volker and father to Valacar and Adunabeth, was cut from a different cloth. He did not follow in his father and grandfather’s footsteps as a warrior, instead choosing to enter the civil sector and bureaucracy as an administrator of territories both domestic and occupied. He ruled and governed with a firm hand, though showed signs of compassion which alienated him from his colleagues. He married late in his life and died before his children were full grown, taking with him the chance to rise them up through the ranks through nepotism and favouritism, throwing them to rely only on the merits of their own virtue and strength of character.

For most of their adult lives, Valacar and Adunabeth lived under the guidance of their mother, the daughter of a powerful noble and loyalist to the Queen. Though Valacar sought to re-establish the family prestige and influence by rejoining the army as a knight, eventually winning distinction through his competence with the blade, their mother Lothuial managed via influence to garner Adunabeth a prestigious positioning as one of the Queen’s handmaidens, serving her daily needs in whatever function is required of her. Valacar has meanwhile garnered through his valour a position within the Queen’s personal bodyguard, serving as a Knight dedicated to protecting her personage. Both have spent the majority of their life serving the Queen, thus having little time for personal development or indulging. Valacar was married once, when he was in his early twenties, though his wife died in childbirth due to a miscarriage. He has shied away from further commitments of the sort due to this.

With the degradation of the land due to the Queen's power, many of the Larenzac estates have begun to fail, showing significant losses in terms of tax revenue and crop output. This has led Valacar to more extreme and desperate measures, oppressing his people more while forcing him to seek his fortunes serving the Queen directly as a Knight and guard rather than as an independent feudal lord committed to her rule. He seeks to earn his fortunes in battle and service.

RedPheonix (Loyalist/Spy)

Personal Information:
Name: Duchess Shallindria Vera-Tomkessia de Lorangitosse ("Shelley" to her friends. Not you.)
Age: 31
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Loyal

Personality:
Shallandria is noble grace personified. She is kind, gentle, well-mannered, proper and always displays nothing but classy amusement at the foibles of life. She is a tender-hearted widow twice over who often gives to the poor and welcomes the needy to share her table when she goes out in the city. She is well loved by the populace and the nobility, a true ambassador for the Queen.

At least when she's in public.

Behind closed doors she is a greedy, murderous, power-hungry mastermind who has no morals whatsoever and has literally killed for the fun of it. The pro-regime propaganda she so happily and prettily sings is not something she actually believes a word of, but she does believe that Queen Xenoa is her best bet for maintaining her own lavish and sadistic lifestyle and so is fully committed to keeping the Queen on the throne.

Biography:
Official Version:

The Duchess acquired her title through marriage as a young woman. A charming, virtuous young woman like herself, though born a lowly orphan, caught the eye of the champion of the realm Baron Paul von Nashor. Poor Baron Nasher was tragically thrown from his horse moments after his lovely young wife had wished him well on his hunting expedition, an act of cowardly assassination soon linked to the rebel forces!

The Baroness was so distraught at the funeral that the kindly old Duke Frederico Vera-Tomkessia de Lorangitosse took pity on the poor woman and invited her to stay in his manor while she recovered. She was so grateful and proper in her response, and comported herself with such dignity and kindness in the aftermath of her husband's death that the Duke couldn't stop thinking of her. Many times he saw her giving what little she had to the good people of his land and asking for nothing in return. He was soon smitten with her beauty and morality and made the outrageous step of asking her for marriage less than a year after her husband's death.

Of course the poor fragile thing was unsure what to do, afraid of facing the world alone as a mere woman of no real standing on her own, but unable to bring herself to disrespect the memory of the poor Baron, she spent many weeks in prayer until finally the spirit of the land appeared to her and told her she must follow her heart and know her convictions. So, though it pained her, she accepted the proposal from the Duke and the two were wed.

Though the marriage was hard at first, gradually the noble love of the blessed Duke won over her spirit and the two were happy. But before they could truly enjoy love together tragedy struck as the Duke was shot from his own garden by a marksman who snuck in over the walls. The assassin was killed quickly by the Duke's guards even as his vile lies left his mouth.

Having no mind for the responsibilities of a Duchess or any desire for the worldly goods her husband had left her, the Duchess was invited to the Court by Queen Xenoa herself and offered a place of refuge there. She has since spent her time rallying the cause of the Queen with the tragic tale of her late husband's and how the nefarious rebels who stalk our great land must be put down for the good of us all.

Translation:
She was a gold digger who drew in an asshole thug of a baron who she killed by cutting his saddle and framing rebels, then seduced a Duke at the Baron's funeral, strung him along until he proposed and then killed him soon afterwards and set up a young peasant she'd sweet talked to meeting her in the garden to take the fall. She was recognized as a kindred spirit by Queen Xenoa and offered a job making sure as many people hate the rebels as possible, something she's proven very good at.

Appearance:



Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Kindness. Truth.
Ability/Skill(s): Oration, manipulation, etiquette, high society charm.
Strengths: Quick witted, excellent ability to read others, makes friends very easily.
Weaknesses: Sadistic, greedy.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Fluid
Ons & Offs: On: Feeling awesome. Mostly through sadism and bondage. Off: Everything else. Especially not being in charge.
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Rosaline (Rebel Leader)

Personal Information:
Name: Daria Faolon
Age: 26
Gender: Female.
Affiliation: Rebel leader; Intends to uphold prophecy

Personality: Has unwavering loyalty to her rebels, respecting each and every one of their decisions to follow her cause; knowing that if they get caught that they will likely be tortured before being killed. Can be considered strict, but not heartless. When in town or selling her herbal remedies, she acts soft-spoken and indecisive, playing a more passive role to keep attention off of herself. Now, when amongst her rebels, she shows passion and conviction behind every word. Is unwilling to give them jobs or duties that she wouldn't be willing to do herself. Always willing to lend an ear or a shoulder if needed. Does her best to be fair while keeping what's best for them all in mind. Has only told a handful of her rebels her true plot to fulfill the prophecy and slay the queen once and for all, so she is a little secretive. What the majority of the rebels know is that she does plan to overthrow the queen, just not how. (PM me to be one of the rebels that knows she intends to fulfill the prophecy.)

Biography: Was raised learning the Prophecies. Her parents trained her in all forms of combat whilst making sure that she was able to reiterate the Prophecies by heart. There was always a keen level of disappointment from having no magical abilities of her own, but she used that energy to train harder with what she could learn. They lived in a cabin in the woods where her mother taught her find herbs to use for simple medicinal remedies that they sold in town. Her father was a trader that bought goods from nearby towns and villages in order to sell or trade them to the vendors within the city.

While they were not wealthy or nobles by any means, they lived comfortably as commoners. The isolation of the cabin gave them a bit of peace while keeping them out of the queen's line of sight so she could be trained and learn everything that would eventually be needed. Her mother eventually became seriously ill, having Daria begin to take over the herbal aspect of supporting themselves. No matter how hard she tried to find a remedy, her mother's condition gradually worsened until she finally passed away. Although her father tried to hide his sorrow, she could see through the facade, but merely took over stall they had in the city and continued to harvest the herbs that the forest provided for them.

One of the days that she was selling remedies in town, she met a man that swept her off her feet. His name was Nickolai, he had a quick wit with an easy going smile that melted her heart. As time went on, he went with her to harvest the herbs and met her father. They became closer and closer until he finally asked her father's blessing for her hand in marriage. It was a small, pleasant ceremony and she found herself quite happy for a while. Due to the Queen's hunt for magic users and her loyalists at work distorting what the villagers knew of the Prophecies, she had kept that part of her life away from her husband. When he asked why she trained so hard and often, she merely quipped back with responses like, "You wouldn't want your wife harmed or taken advantage of. Right, love?"

Perhaps if she had been fully honest with him, than he may have been fully honest with her. Life was best not spent on 'what ifs.' It happened one summer day when she was selling her tinctures and remedies at her stall.. Part of the tavern's roof fell as men were working on it and that caused several heavy bricks to fall toward a young child. Right before her eyes and the city guards, her husband leapt forward with a hand outstretched, causing vines to sprout forth from the ground and pull the girl to safety just in the nick of time.

That was all it took for the armed guards to spring forth with their weapons drawn to corner him. Another young woman in the stall by her side lunged at her and held her back, clasping a hand over her mouth where her cry of anguish wouldn't be heard. The young woman was a friend of sorts, knowing that she was betrothed to the man that ended up beaten to the ground before being hauled off to the Queen herself. Her friend only let her go once the guards had gone her way and she darted away from her stall, taking alleyways as shortcuts in an effort to catch up to them.

It was all for naught. By the time she caught up, she was standing in the shadows of an alley just as the castle's gate clanged shut. Her husband was dragged through the castle's courtyard as she stood there, trembling in fury and loss as tears silently streamed down her cheeks. She had her hands clenched in fists as she could only stand there, knowing that to try to get into the castle was an impossible task and that even if she could get into it, that it would be impossible to spirit him away to safety.

She returned to her home in the forest, leaving her wares behind at the stall. Guards came to interrogate her and she was brought to the castle itself, tortured to figure out if she had known anything or had any magical skills herself. Daria was forced to be the one to slay her husband, sinking a dagger into his heart as a show of loyalty to the Queen. That was the day she swore to get her revenge, never able to forget the moment the light left his eyes. As an act of 'mercy,' she was allowed to live and thrown in a heap at the cabin door once they determined that she had known nothing about his abilities.

Her father nursed her back to health and once she was able to return to her stall she began to have a double life. By day, she sold her wares, pretending to be meek and weak-willed after returning from the castle, showing false reverence for a Queen that took her love from her. By night, she sought followers and inspired rebellion in the hearts of those that had also been wronged, those that knew in their hearts that the Queen had become insufferbly evil and those who had no where else to go. It didn't take long for her to become the leader of the rebels, a rather large group determined to wrench control of the lands being slowly killed by the wretched Queen. She would not stand by and wait for the Prophecy of Four to come to pass; she was determined to be the catalyst by finding the four who were destined to slay the Queen who cared only for more power at the cost of all else.

Appearance:

<<--By night, as the leader.
By day, as the herbal vendor-->>





Hair: Sandy blond, reaches to her mid-back.
Eyes: Hazel-Change between green and brown depending on mood.
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130lbs
Build: Lean/Athletic.

Combat Information: Proficient in most forms of combat. Skilled with nearly all weapons but she prefers to use what she carries on her. Stands a fighting chance whether she's on her feet or on horseback. Ranged weapons are her personal specialty. Often coats her blades and arrowheads in powerful poisons. Is capable of being stealthy as well.

Weapon(s): Bow on her back with her quiver, a long dagger at one hip, sword at the other. Keeps miscellaneous throwing knives tucked away on her person at all times. Also carries small pouches of miscellaneous herbs and vials on her person, some poisons while others are merely powdered irritants.

Ability/Skill(s): Proficient in most forms of combat, knowledgeable of medicinal herbs and poisons.

Strengths: Being able to blend in within the city, charismatic, passionate and able to stick to her goals once her mind is set. A fair leader and good teacher; as she will likely have to train the elementals as she finds them.

Weaknesses: Stubborn, once she sets her mind to something it is damn nigh impossible to change it. Can act rashly. Her father, who is getting older and more vulnerable.

Sexual Information:
Sexual Nature:[/b] Bisexual Switch.
Ons & Offs: Ons- Biting, scratching, hair pulling. Offs- Scat, vore, watersports.

Other Information:

Just to be clear, most of her rebels don't know she intends to fulfill the Prophecies. That information is held close to her chest so that the Queen herself won't know that is my character's intention. Periodically she send scouts out to seek word of any person with elemental abilities, in hopes to get to them before the Queen can. Once she finds these elementals, she plans to train them in what combat skills they might be lacking and to teach them to work together.

Maybe the rebels have a meeting place somewhere in or outside of the city? Figure there could possibly be a few safehouses scattered about for characters to hide that the Queen might know as rebels. Or even for the elementals themselves as they learn to control their powers?

Note: Figured her father could be an expendable NPC. Maybe he somehow gets the Queen's attention and is slain? Or perhaps at some point the Queen might figure out who my character is and while my character gets to a safehouse, her father is left unprotected. Few possibilities there.

Heartsink (Rebel/Farmer)

Personal Information:
Name: Susilo Kadek
Age: 28
Gender: Man
Affiliation: Farmer, rebel

Personality: Resilient, dedicated and loyal to his family, Susilo desires most than anything else to provide for his family and help his social class as well. He has developed a strong dislike and hatred for nobles due to what happened to him.

Biography: Susilo is a farmer, a peasant, who used to work the land of a noble with his family. He learned everything he had to learn from fighting to farming from his father, with his fighting skills passed from generation to generation dating back from pre-feudal times.

After bad harvests due to the Queen's powers, Susilo's lord blamed his family and other farmers for the poor crops, and started abusing them even more with more taxes to sustain their aristocratic lifestyle. After speaking up at a hearing with his lord to demand lower taxes for the peasants so they can feed their children, Susilo lost his temper, became enraged, threw a sandal at the lord himself and started beating up guards who rushed on him. He was sentenced and imprisoned for five years by the Queen, and rotted in the dungeons. His wife Nara, 26, and daughter Fasha, 10, have been banished from the lord's lands, same as Susilo. His parents and siblings were however allowed to stay and work on the lands.

During his captivity, Susilo was often tortured because his captors thought he was part of the rebels and had information on them. Learning of this rebel organization for the first time, Susilo didn't know anything about them, and instead found out quite a lot from his captors. They decided to let him go after his sentence ended, since they couldn't get anything from him and realized he was just a farmer.

After his release, Susilo returned to his family, incognito, asking them what happened to his wife and daughter, but they had been missing since a year after his imprisonment after moving to the capital to find work. Upon learning this, Susilo returned to the capital. After wandering the town for a month, asking around about his wife and daughter for any information, getting into fights with thieves and scammers who tried to misinform him, and getting money by helping people here and then, just enough to survive, Susilo was starting to lose hope but remembered what his captors were looking for desperately.

He is now trying to get in contact with the rebels thinking they might help him find his wife and daughter. And if the rebels aren't able to help him, he is ready as a last resort to give them up to the Queen, who then would surely help him.

Appearance:

Hair: Black hair, cut short since dungeon
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 178 lbs
Build: Athletic/Muscular

Dungeon Time (some blood)

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Bare hands and/or karambit; various swords, whatever he can use
Ability/Skill(s): Extremely proficient in hand to hand combat, and the use of short blades and daggers.
Strengths: He has great endurance, resolve and fighting skills.
Weaknesses: His family is his main weakness. He'll do anything for them. Tends to go berserk and fight anyone in his path when enraged. Doesn't wear armors or know how to fight on a horse or with long swords. Susilo cannot read or write, and has never learned military tactics or anything like that.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual.
Ons & Offs: Ons- S&M, vanilla, bondage. Torture him, all good. Offs- Scat, vore, watersports
Other Information:

Face claim is Iko Uwais. Hit me up if you wanna plot something. Maybe someone has a character willing to be the noble/lord who owned the lands Susilo worked on?

Caela (Rebel Fire Elemental)

Personal Information:
Name: Lady Ellesbeth Aurian Beaulieu (friends call her Aura)
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Rebel

Personality: Aurian is a mostly quiet, studious young woman on the outside. When drawn into conversation it becomes clear that just below her studious nature is also a passionate heart. She argues and debates her beliefs fiercly, is intensely loyal to those who have earned her trust, and has a knack for seeing beyond what people say to the truth beneath.

Biography: Born to Duke and Duchess Beaulieu in the heart of the Capitol City, her first few years were the same as those of any other highborn child. Surrounded by nannies and staff, running through gardens that were sculpted to within an inch of their life and doted on by parents who loved her. It was only that love that granted her the luck that the first time she showed signs of what she was - a small fire that licked the ground near her feet when she fell and hurt herself one day - it was her mother that was with her and not one of their many servants. Had a servant seen, such an occurrance would surely have reached the ears of the Queen and Aura would have been killed. Instead, her mother scooped her up and carried her to her father where the Duchess promptly burst into tears that surpassed even those Aura had shed at her injury.

That night a plot was formed between the parents and to save their own child, they found another who looked remarkably like her, dressed her in one of Aura's many dresses, and drowned the girl in a nearby river. Claiming the dead child was Aura, they then smuggled their own daughter out of the city and to a monestary far away, nestled in a small, sparsly populated, mountain village where she would continue to grow in the belief that she was just another orphaned child...though with some wealthy benefactors because the monks there often took in orphaned children and had the absolute loyalty of the villagers they spent most of their days helping to care for.

It was from the books in the monks library that she began to understand what she was. Most books describing elementals, how they used to be trained, and what they could expect from their abilities had been long destroyed, but hidden away in their isolated monestary, the monks had a few that had managed to survive the purge and it was from these that Aura, in secret, and one her own, learned the beginning of control and experimentation.

Appearance: At 5'6, Aura is of average height with chocolate brown hair, amber eyes, and luminous skin. She had no tattoos or piercings but she does bear a scar on her right hip from a riding accident when she was a teenager.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s): Bow, Quarterstaff, Fire
Ability/Skill(s): Intermediate skills as a fire elemental. She's taught herself as much as she can but she's never really been pushed or tested.
Strengths: Intelligence, observation, has studied history and strategy, wit, a quiet charm that tends to make people want to protect her
Weaknesses: Sheltered life, lack of knowledge about who she actually is (the monks have sheltered her)

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual
Ons & Offs: Aura enjoys outdoor sex, partners that are experimental and playful and know how to laugh when something new goes a bit sideways. She also likes oral (giving and receiving), anal (receiving), and she likes sex from speed that include long slow nights of live making to rough and tumble quickies. She likes moderate amounts of pain from simple things like teeth, nails, or light spanking.

She doesn't like partners that take themselves (or sex) too seriously, people that are wantonly cruel, being forced into anything, any kind of bathroom play, heavy pain, or anything that leaves permanent marks.

Other Information: Aura's had a pretty idyllic upbringing for a young woman who believes herself to be an orphan and has no idea that she's actually the sole heir to a Duke in the capital. Her parents never dared to have another child after all they'd done to protect her.

PrestaDGTation (Loyalist/Spy)

Name: Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi
Alias: Depends on who's asking..
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Loyalist to the Queen



  "Carmillia is a relatively fresh face at court: the unlikely betrothed of Tiskele's Baron Fioro Eschet.  Since her introduction, she has become regarded as the very best thing to ever happen to her husband's estate.  Her exotic features aside, Carmillia conducts herself as a preeminent lady.  Charming in conversation, graceful in manner and movement, and surpassingly witty.  All while somehow retaining the etiquette and humility that those of foreign blood owe to the Nobles of Glavnon.  At court, she is something of a fascination.  They wonder if she will remain a delightful but inconsequential peer of the realm, in the fashion of her husband.  Or if they are witnessing the subtle rise of a great politician.

  The woman is known to be fickle, and rather too particular about her scheduled comforts and routines.  The servants under her command are reportedly terrified of her, especially those charged with the allegedly all-important task of making her tea.  In her defense, having personally sampled her own concoction, Carmillia is well within her rights to be discerning.  She manages many functions of her soon-to-be husband's estate, and takes an enormous burden off the aging war-hero as a result. 

  Among her past-times, Carmillia is an avid rider, as natural on horseback as she is in a gown, and several career stable-hands claim to have asked her for advice at one point or another.  It also shouldn't surprise you to learn, given her heritage as a daughter of Inillys, that writing is her strongest talent.  Her prose carries a poetic flourish; one uniquely translated from the gaudy frivolousness of her birthplace and into something that respectable citizens of Glavnon can actually find pleasing. 

  Her loyalty to the Queen, Blessed Be Her Name, can be accurately described as zealotry.  Here I dispense with formality for a moment: After a career of interviewing nobles, commoners, generals, and ministers on this very subject, I confess that I have found few people to match her eagerness, her willingness to praise and to defend Her Blessed Majesty at every possible opportunity.  The Queen's tactics, philosophy, edicts, and lifestyle are all sacrosanct to Carmillia.  Indeed, the poetic inclination of her bloodline leaves her fascinated with the circumstances of Glavnon, and her worldview allows her to perceive the Queen, Blessed Be Her Name, as nothing short of a paragon made manifest.  It is extraordinary.

  Sadly, the saying goes that a healthy instinct will follow any extraordinary thing with suspicion.  And indeed, there is somewhat more to this newly minted noblewoman than meets the eye.  There is a melancholy, which sets upon her very suddenly and without discernable provocation.  Nothing in her life's history, save her departure from her homeland, would indicate such turmoil.  And yet she herself, her closest staff, and indeed her doting Baron are either wholly ignorant of its origin, or are deeply protective.  Rumors exist that Carmillia's body is covered in unseemly scars.  That black hairs and not platinum blonde ones are seen when she bathes.  And that perhaps our newest peer of the realm and our jovial Baron Eschet prefer a more impassioned intercourse than anyone at court assumed.  But most important of all, the more time invested in this affair, the greater it feels that there is something altogether amiss about her stated history.  The precise nature of the discrepancy remains elusive, but suspicions that endure being baseless are to be taken seriously, as they say.

  Despite the nauseating bother of communicating with them, the next step after dispatching the assigned duties here will be to submit an inquiry to the Inyllysian Grand Sovereign Committee of Noble Houses and Rank, and see what can be learned about Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi's origins there.  With relations between Glavnon and Inyllys as they are, compounded with the cacophony that is their bureaucratic structure, it will take several seasons to get any answer at all, much less a useful one.  Best, then, to begin in all haste.  Given the evidence thus far, including her fickleness regarding tea, it's entirely possible that this woman is in fact-"

  There was the sound of paper wadding up into a ball.  From his couch, a large and well dressed man opened one sleepy eye, observing a woman moving to the fire place.  "What do you have there?" he murmured.

  The woman smiled and shook her head.  "Just a bit of poetry I composed as a child, regialo."  And she tossed it into the fire.

  The man chuckled.  "That already happening to you, my dear?  Looking at yourself in the past and wincing at that clumsy, stilt-legged oaf, smashing his way through life without nothing but high ideals and two left feet to follow them with?"

  She laughed and took a seat beside him.  "Perhaps.  Or perhaps I simply do not care to recall such things as my 'clumsy pen' would write about in those days."

  "Ha, imagining the way your father's guards looked naked, were you?"  She elbowed him.  "What?  Do girls not do that when they're young?"

  "Not the proper ones." she scoffed, causing him to roar with laughter.

  "Proper!  Proper, my ass!  I've never seen a word so many people wanted and that so few knew the meaning of!  Come now, live a little as a 'proper' woman!  By the time you're my age, you'll wish you'd kept your childhood poetry just you can imagine you were ever innocent at all!"

 

  Biography:

  Carmillia was born to a wealthy magistrate in Lialdi, an inland city in the distant country of Inillys.  Her childhood centered around her family's expectations of her, which included a classical education and intense etiquette cultivation.  She was a bright child, often praised for her keen mind and excellent memory.  Horticultue, literature, anatomy, and the arts were all subjects she excelled in.  She took especially well to history, which pleased her father as it translated easily into current affairs.  Her mother, a native to Glavnon, helped her education by teaching her foreign history and language.  While she was expected to succeed, the young Carmillia knew very few hardships.

  Perhaps because of her mother's stories of Queen Xenoa of Glavnon, or because of the large population of folk and mystic healers in Lialdi, Carmillia developed a scholarly fascination with occultism.  This was frowned on by her family, but a compromise was reached in sending her to Glavnon's Capital for study.  She was allowed to learn from some of the most accomplished writers and scribes in the country, while absorbing herself in this nation of legends and sorcery.  Despite the ruin of the countryside, and the wars being fought in pockets all over the continent, Carmillia was entranced by it.

  Her education was cut short when her father fell ill, at which point she returned to Inillys to tend to the matters of filial piety.  After he died sometime later, she stayed for a year in mourning, helping to straighten family affairs.  And, of course, to console her mother, who was minded to stay in luxury in Inillys for the rest of her days.  Carmillia, however, couldn't resist returning to Glavnon.

 

Just one sordid shadow..

  The writer of the above report was publically mourned.  His body was never found.

  On the day he disappeared, some hog-farmers 40 miles from the estate were gifted wine and women-of-pleasure.  When they awoke, they were grateful the pigs had already been fed, so they could nurse their hangovers.

  Carmillia keeps her secrets carefully.  One secret is this.

  Carmillia vas Paranazia di Lialdi has never been to Inyllys.

  Seeking to take work as a scribe, Carmillia traveled south into Tiskele, employing herself to a minor noble by the name of Baron Fioro Eschet.  5 months have passed since then, and Carmillia is currently involved in a courtship with the Baron.  A widower, but a clever and well-liked man in his province, the Baron is considering sponsoring the girl in court, to become a proper scribe in service to Glavnon at large.  Such a thing, Carmillia would attest, is her dream.

Appearance:

  The first thing most people notice about Carmillia is her poise.  Her graceful motions and firm posture deeply accent her otherwise modest curves.  She is a stylish young lady, preferring to choose deep colors that offset her platinum blonde hair.  Her green eyes dance with intelligence, and her features are sharp and exotic.
  She speaks with an accent: a faux-Italian canter and intonation.
  While none are visible while dressed, Carmillia's flesh is riddled with scars.  Most people who see them already know their history.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):

  Darts:  Carmillia is strangely accurate with small throwing weapons.  More interestingly, she is able to adapt many things to suit the occasion, and can utilize quills, hair-pins, reeds, silverware, and so forth if pressed.
  Heirloom Dagger:  A short, very thin steel dagger with an ornate hilt.  Typically mistaken for a letter opener, it's a pitiful seeming weapon that she is usually allowed to carry on her person.

  Carmillia is not a fighter.  She will attempt to trick, seduce, bargain with, or mislead opponents when they appear.  Where that fails, Carmillia would usually rather be taken captive than risk taking on a swordsman.  In a case where fighting is literally the only way out, she will use every resource in her surroundings to harry her attackers until she is able to escape. 

Ability/Skill(s): (Abilities applies to Elementals)

  Skills:
  Penmenship:  Carmillia's writing is both beautiful to look at and to read.
  Propaganda:  Her manipulative nature and her writing skills give her an unsettling ability to tune the minds of her readers.
  Anatomical Savvy:  She once spent time with a man who liked to use needles and pressure points.  She learned some things..
  Ears of the Scribe:  A scribe has to be able to quickly and accurately transmit a vast amount of information.  It makes for a nasty eavesdropper. 
  Artistic Sway:  Carmillia plays stringed instruments passably, but her dexterity greatly lends itself to visual endeavors.
  Horticulture:  Teas and flowers are her forte, although she also knows a little about narcotics and poisons.
  Equine Savant:  She is known to be a good rider, but also has a way with difficult horses.
  The Past Casts Sordid Shadows:  The Baron Eschet was astounded when she was able to open a door that had lost it's key...

Hidden Skills

  Sesame Girl:  Carmillia's nimble hands and quick wits once earned the nickname of 'Sesame Girl,' for her ability to crack locks.  As well other lewd meanings..
  Legerdemain Games:  She loves games of chance, but has a slight-of-hand knack that makes her good at cheating.
  Pocket Browser:  An able pick-pocket, she is a capable thief when she has reason to be.
  The Truth About Plants:  She is a poison and narcotics expert, as well an avid student of Tea.  Her knowledge of flowers is relatively superficial, at least as to cultivating them.
  Needle Play:  She is capable of weaving intricate patterns of needles into a person, which she has used both for pleasure and for torture.
  Courtesan's Weave:  She was trained in the ways of pleasure, conversation, and seduction. 
 

 
Strengths:

  Cunning:  Her favorite word and her greatest asset, Carmillia is resourceful and sharp-witted.
  Educated:  A rare enough trait for any gender in such a time period, Carmillia's mind is excellently seasoned.
  Clever Hands:  Nimble and small, Carmillia's dexterity allows her to do a number of things: more than many suspect.
  Those Inillysian Ladies:  Loud, emotional, stubborn, and irrestiable.  She does her blood proud.
  No Limits:  Carmillia's creativity, when aroused, quickly bypasses established technique, social convention, and morality.

Weaknesses:

  Guilt:  Those that really begin to know Carmillia will see that she is crippled, if not wholly defined, by a guilty conscience.
  Lair:  It's harder than you'd think to catch her in a lie, but she has to step carefully during such a pursuit.
  Lack of empathy:  The word 'sociopath' doesn't exist yet, and wouldn't precisley apply to her if it did.  But she does have a hard time caring for others, and once the cards are down, those closest to her often find betrayal, or worse.
  Physical Weakness:  Carmillia is stronger than she looks, which sadly isn't saying much.  Her lithe body can be easily overpowered.
  Masochistic:  Carmillia knows how far is too far, but sometimes she let's herself get carried away...

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature:

  Carmillia is hetero-sexual.  She is a complicated, emotional lover, who places great importance on the 'pact' of sexual union.

Turn Ons & Offs:

Yes:
  Hard Sub:  Carmillia finds release in pain and humiliation.  She kindles to whips, ropes, chains, and knives earnestly, as well as more specialized forms such as fire play.
  Mutilation:  She would explain that the ideal state is somewhere between fear and trust, certainty and uncertainty.  To make sure there isn't too much of one and not enough of the other, sometimes it's necessary to go a little deeper.  That's the theory, anyhow.  Just as long as the scars aren't visible and she isn't going to die or be crippled. 
  Darkness:  Carmillia likes the tease of being deprived of sight.  There's also a self-conscious aspect to that.

Half and Half:
  Toilet Play:  As a form of humilation, toilet play is acceptable.  The character will like it, but the player won't get anything out of it.
  Public scenes:  Carmillia requires privacy, and will stop being interested if she feels she is on display.  The character will dislike these scenes, but the player could rather do with her having that problem.
  Permanant / Terminal Injury:  In a curious way, Carmillia would like this to happen.  Just PM me if you plan on crippling or killing her first.

No:
  Diapers.  Just.. I don't even know why, but absolutely not.

Quotes:

"Blood can make a man believe in power.  Ink can make a man believe in anything."

Wajin(Loyalist-Queens Black Riders)

Name: Augustus Thorne
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Queen/Black Riders

Personality: Augustus’ personality can be defined by a single word: Loyal. The young man is counted as amongst the most loyal subjects to ever serve the Queen. Few outside castle Glavnon knows the reason for this, and those who work inside the castle are too afraid to expose the secret behind this devotion. Augustus has zero tolerance for disloyalty towards the Queen, regardless of what kind, and is amongst the cruelest people in the service of the Queen. He will stop at nothing to complete his tasks or to please the queen, whether that be playing the good soldier and go on parades, or the cruel, psychopathic mass murdering knight of the Queen. He enjoys the admiration of others, especially her highness the Queen, along with the various noblewomen of the kingdom.

Biography: Augustus was born out of wedlock to the Queen’s chamber maid Marie-Ann after she was brutally raped by a guard who was subsequently executed for his crimes. Marie-Ann chose to keep the child, even as he was born, but didn’t let her pregnancy prevent her from carrying out her duty to the queen. While so many others thought the Queen cold and compassionless, Marie-Ann got to see a whole other side to the Queen, being in as intimate contact with her as she was. Marie-Ann had been singled out, from a selection of over 2000 young women seeking a chance to work in the castle. No one really knew why the Queen had singled her out, but the two seemed to get along a fair bit better than anyone had anticipated. When Augustus was 2, Marie-Ann sacrificed herself to protect the Queen from two assassins, right before Augustus’ eyes. The Assassins were swiftly killed by the Queen’s guard, but Marie-Ann couldn’t be saved. Left all alone in the world, Augustus was pseudo adopted into the royal court by the Queen. He was given the greatest teachers, trained from the age of 5 to be the ultimate tool of the Queen’s will. He was taught matters of the court, how to behave at social gatherings, banquets and the like. Upon his 20th birthday he was given two sets of armour to present his two roles. One was a glorious silver armour of unmatched craftsmanship that made the young knight appear as a divine knight, fighting for justice under the Queen. The other was a massive black plate armour with a matching helmet to hide his face; in this guise Augustus would be the physical embodiment of the Queen’s wrath, a rider whom death would follow. He would be the instrument of her vengeance against those who would threaten her control, and he would get the chase to slay the bastards that dared send the people who took his mother from him.

From that moment on, Augustus was to lead an advanced cavalry unit called the Black Knights, a group stationed in by the coast in Estovad, in a fortress castle that became known as Thornehold. With his new duties, Augustus was given the title of Duke of Thornehold, a title which he felt great pride in and a title he would do his outmost to show gratitude for. Spending so much time under the black armour though, proved to have detrimental effects on his skin, turning it a sickly white, something he employed the court alchemist to cure, an endeavour that ultimately failed, to the great despair of both men. Thornehold soon became the home of an order of knights rising up around the young Duke, an order of who would only accept the most vicious and cruel of cavalrymen from the rest of the Queen’s army. The Black Riders quickly gained a reputation of extreme savagery, but also of great tactical skill. If a village had been ordered a visit from these riders of death, the villagers would not see the light the next day. The Black Riders never left witnesses, if they found some who were worth sparing; they were brought along, and trained on the move as squires, or even knights if they had proven their skills. Due to the reputation of the black riders, a common saying amongst the villagers around the land is “Where the Black comes, Death follows for all”

Appearance:

Additional Appearance information His illness has caused his hair to grow overly fast and turn a sheer white. August is freakishly tall, standing 7 feet tall, a tower clad in metal. Some say his size and build is a gift from the queen, though if it is, he doesn't believe it so himself.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):
Thorn – the black one and half hand sword carried by Augustus is perhaps as feared as he is. The sword has stories of its own, stories telling the tale of how it was forged used human blood instead of water to temper the steel, how it is made from steel that cannot break.

Grimm – a mace with a head the same of a human skull with steel spikes protruding from it. This weapon is more for shock and awe that it is for actual use, and Augustus rarely goes through a whole battle with it.

Glimmer fang – a silver long sword carried by Augustus during parades and at social events, it was forged by a smith in a small village near the Jurad Mountains who had a reputation of making works of unparalleled strength and beauty

Ability/Skill(s): (Abilities applies to Elementals)

Swordsmanship: Augustus was trained in swordsmanship from the age of 4 by the Royal guard master Vilhelm. He is counted amongst the greatest swordmasters of the army, and has so far not lost a duel, with the sole exception of a sparring duel with a masked member of the executioners guild.

Riding: Augustus was trained by some of the best horsemen in the realm. He knew from early on that he would prefer a position in the cavalry to being a simple foot soldier. His personal steed is a pale horse called Ortheus

Leadership experience: Augustus has over the years gained quite a bit of experience in leadership from his various roles in the military. He exercise his skills most obviously in his control of the black riders, who answer to no other commander, with the exception of Eiric, whom Augustus felt an attachment too from his childhood, in the army.


Strengths:

Knowledge of the Court: Growing up in the royal court meant that Augustus was always close to all the important people in the kingdom, and heard a lot. It also taught him how to behave at social gatherings of the wealthy and powerful, and how to navigate the great game of politics

Tactical perception: Augustus has an almost uncanny ability to foresee the moves of his enemies. This ability has served him well ever since he joined the military.

Physical build: Augustus has trained his own body to be at the peak of what it can be. He has gotten used to the weight of his armour to such a degree that he can run for almost two miles wearing his heavy armour.

Weaknesses:

Unstable emotions: Augustus is prone to emotional outbursts, especially when hearing insults to the Queen. When one of these overcomes him, he is almost impossible to stop by force.

Sun allergy: following getting his illness, Augustus' skin reacts explosively to sunlight.


Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Bisexual

Turn Ons & Offs: https://elliquiy.com/forums/onsoffs.php?u=30699

Moon has checked in for Water Elemental~waiting on CS
Erotic has checked in for Queens toy~waiting on CS
Swash has checked in for Queens Assassin (possibly Earth if opened)~waiting on CS
Jugg has checked in for Earth only (if opened)
Violet has checked in for Disposable Char~waiting on CS
Wajin has checked in for Earth Elemental~waiting on CS

[bubby]

So everyone has checked in! I think the group we have is a great start. Still waiting on some CS's, but once I have those we will definitely be able to begin. I will keep this thread open to hopefully gain some more Rebels or Loyalists to expand things  a bit.

When I  make our IC threads, I'm going to make The Queens Castle, Rebel Encampment, and City of Glavnon. I feel the fewer threads the better so not to get confusing, and anything smaller, say like a tavern in the City, can be put into a post header.

Agreed? Opposed? Suggestions?

[RedPhoenix]

I agree with that.

[Caela]

Fewer threads to start makes sense to me. As things expand more can always be added if necessary.

[BennyQ]

I'm on board 100%

[Rosaline]

Sounds good to me. :)

[Heartsink]

All good ;D

[bubby]

Wonderful! Looking forward to starting!

[PrestaDGTation]

So everyone has checked in! I think the group we have is a great start. Still waiting on some CS's, but once I have those we will definitely be able to begin. I will keep this thread open to hopefully gain some more Rebels or Loyalists to expand things  a bit.

When I  make our IC threads, I'm going to make The Queens Castle, Rebel Encampment, and City of Glavnon. I feel the fewer threads the better so not to get confusing, and anything smaller, say like a tavern in the City, can be put into a post header.

Agreed? Opposed? Suggestions?

  I like it!  Also makes sure our characters are in contact, eh?  xD

  If we do think we need another IC thread (Such as if the Baron decides to throw a party) we can run it by you for approval, right Might Bubby?

[bubby]

Thanks for all the input!

Wajin has added a char; still waiting on his Earth and the others to submit theirs.

Also: IT'S PLAYOFF DAY FUCK YEAH FOOTBALL!

[Wajin]

Personal Information:

Name: Augustus Thorne
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Queen/Black Riders

Personality: Augustus’ personality can be defined by a single word: Loyal. The young man is counted as amongst the most loyal subjects to ever serve the Queen. Few outside castle Glavnon knows the reason for this, and those who work inside the castle are too afraid to expose the secret behind this devotion. Augustus has zero tolerance for disloyalty towards the Queen, regardless of what kind, and is amongst the cruelest people in the service of the Queen. He will stop at nothing to complete his tasks to please the queen, whether that be playing the good soldier and go on parades, or the cruel, psychopathic mass murdering knight of the Queen. He enjoys the admiration of others, especially her highness the Queen, along with the various noblewomen of the kingdom.

Biography: Augustus was born out of wedlock to the Queen’s chamber maid Marie-Ann after she was brutally raped by a guard who was subsequently executed for his crimes. Marie-Ann chose to keep the child, even as he was born, but didn’t let her pregnancy prevent her from carrying out her duty to the queen. While so many others thought the Queen cold and compassionless, Marie-Ann got to see a whole other side to the Queen, being in as intimate contact with her as she was. Marie-Ann had been singled out, from a selection of over 2000 young women seeking a chance to work in the castle. No one really knew why the Queen had singled her out, but the two seemed to get along a fair bit better than anyone had anticipated. When Augustus was 2, Marie-Ann sacrificed herself to protect the Queen from two assassins, right before Augustus’ eyes. The Assassins were swiftly killed by the Queen’s guard, but Marie-Ann couldn’t be saved. Left all alone in the world, Augustus was pseudo adopted into the royal court by the Queen. He was given the greatest teachers, trained from the age of 5 to be the ultimate tool of the Queen’s will. He was taught matters of the court, how to behave at social gatherings, banquets and the like. Upon his 20th birthday he was given two sets of armour to present his two roles. One was a glorious silver armour of unmatched craftsmanship that made the young knight appear as a divine knight, fighting for justice under the Queen. The other was a massive black plate armour with a matching helmet to hide his face; in this guise Augustus would be the physical embodiment of the Queen’s wrath, a rider whom death would follow. He would be the instrument of her vengeance against those who would threaten her control, and he would get the chase to slay the bastards that dared send the people who took his mother from him.

From that moment on, Augustus was to lead an advanced cavalry unit called the Black Knights, a group stationed in by the coast in Estovad, in a fortress castle that became known as Thornehold. With his new duties, Augustus was given the title of Duke of Thornehold, a title which he felt great pride in and a title he would do his outmost to show gratitude for. Spending so much time under the black armour though, proved to have detrimental effects on his skin, turning it a sickly white, something he employed the court alchemist to cure, an endeavour that ultimately failed, to the great despair of both men. Thornehold soon became the home of an order of knights rising up around the young Duke, an order of who would only accept the most vicious and cruel of cavalrymen from the rest of the Queen’s army. The Black Riders quickly gained a reputation of extreme savagery, but also of great tactical skill. If a village had been ordered a visit from these riders of death, the villagers would not see the light the next day. The Black Riders never left witnesses, if they found some who were worth sparing; they were brought along, and trained on the move as squires, or even knights if they had proven their skills. Due to the reputation of the black riders, a common saying amongst the villagers around the land is “Where the Black comes, Death follows for all”

Appearance:

Additional Appearance information His illness has caused his hair to grow overly fast and turn a sheer white. August is freakishly tall, standing 7 feet tall, a tower clad in metal. Some say his size and build is a gift from the queen, though if it is, he doesn't believe it so himself.

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):
Thorn – the black one and half hand sword carried by Augustus is perhaps as feared as he is. The sword has stories of its own, stories telling the tale of how it was forged used human blood instead of water to temper the steel, how it is made from steel that cannot break.

Grimm – a mace with a head the same of a human skull with steel spikes protruding from it. This weapon is more for shock and awe that it is for actual use, and Augustus rarely goes through a whole battle with it.

Glimmer fang – a silver long sword carried by Augustus during parades and at social events, it was forged by a smith in a small village near the Jurad Mountains who had a reputation of making works of unparalleled strength and beauty

Ability/Skill(s): (Abilities applies to Elementals)

Swordsmanship: Augustus was trained in swordsmanship from the age of 4 by the Royal guard master Vilhelm. He is counted amongst the greatest swordmasters of the army, and has so far not lost a duel, with the sole exception of a sparring duel with a masked member of the executioners guild.

Riding: Augustus was trained by some of the best horsemen in the realm. He knew from early on that he would prefer a position in the cavalry to being a simple foot soldier. His personal steed is a pale horse called Ortheus

Leadership experience: Augustus has over the years gained quite a bit of experience in leadership from his various roles in the military. He exercise his skills most obviously in his control of the black riders, who answer to no other commander, with the exception of Eiric, whom Augustus felt an attachment too from his childhood, in the army.


Strengths:

Knowledge of the Court: Growing up in the royal court meant that Augustus was always close to all the important people in the kingdom, and heard a lot. It also taught him how to behave at social gatherings of the wealthy and powerful, and how to navigate the great game of politics

Tactical perception: Augustus has an almost uncanny ability to foresee the moves of his enemies. This ability has served him well ever since he joined the military.

Physical build: Augustus has trained his own body to be at the peak of what it can be. He has gotten used to the weight of his armour to such a degree that he can run for almost two miles wearing his heavy armour.

Weaknesses:

Unstable emotions: Augustus is prone to emotional outbursts, especially when hearing insults to the Queen. When one of these overcomes him, he is almost impossible to stop by force.

Sun allergy: following getting his illness, Augustus' skin reacts explosively to sunlight.


Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Bisexual

Turn Ons & Offs: https://elliquiy.com/forums/onsoffs.php?u=30699

Other Information:

[bubby]

I am pondering starting this game this coming weekend, even though I'm still missing a few CS's. I know people are busy and I know I also stated this would be a relaxed pace game, but I also don't want things to stall before we even begin.

For me, 'relaxed pace' means a post like every 2 weeks. I think this gives people enough time without being pressured, but also allows for things to continue rolling.

Are those of you who have already sent in their sheets willing to start without a few chars?

[RedPhoenix]

Sure, especially if the commitment is only a post every 2 weeks :D

[MisoThe Mouse]

Still accepting for this one? I got a stealthy opportunist mage that would make a great loyalist.

[Rosaline]

Sounds good to me, bubby.

[AnnieSatin]

I'm interested in joining but I don't know who to play lol.

Is anyone still looking for a character to torture? Or seeking a female character to be played for anything?

[Rosaline]

Could always use a few more rebels. ;)

[RedPhoenix]

I'm interested in joining but I don't know who to play lol.

Is anyone still looking for a character to torture? Or seeking a female character to be played for anything?

I uh...I could torture something :D

[bubby]

Still accepting for this one? I got a stealthy opportunist mage that would make a great loyalist.

LOL... ermergerd love the gif! We are still accepting, but a 'mage' wouldn't work in this game, as the only ones with any sort of magic are the Queen and our 4 Elementals. Any others get snuffed. If you can play your char with no magic that'd work? Or any other char as a Rebel?

I'm interested in joining but I don't know who to play lol.

Is anyone still looking for a character to torture? Or seeking a female character to be played for anything?

Oh Annie... Annie, Annie, Annie...  >:) Red would LOVE it if you made a torture-able char, as would I. Because once Carmillia is done with torturing the Queen would need a few moments.... BUT... that being said it'd be great if your char has enough 'meat' it's her back story to keep her around for a little bit. A Rebel that gets captured, has some info about/on the Rebel leader.. some such like that!

Could always use a few more rebels. ;)

What Rosaline said! I know everyone wants to follow the Queen, I mean she is Most Awesome in her Gloriousness   ::) , but she also needs Rebels to beat around a bit.  ;D

[persephone325]

Oh hey! I remember this game! My rebel girl... I loved her so. lol

[bubby]

Oh hey! I remember this game! My rebel girl... I loved her so. lol

Hey persephone!!! You're more than welcome to to again if you'd like!

[MisoThe Mouse]

LOL... ermergerd love the gif! We are still accepting, but a 'mage' wouldn't work in this game, as the only ones with any sort of magic are the Queen and our 4 Elementals. Any others get snuffed. If you can play your char with no magic that'd work? Or any other char as a Rebel?

I think I can do a Peter Baylish style "betting on the under dog" type character for the rebels. Information brokering, insisting his establishment be a "neutral zone" while undermining the queen. Creating this one will be fun

[bubby]

I think I can do a Peter Baylish style "betting on the under dog" type character for the rebels. Information brokering, insisting his establishment be a "neutral zone" while undermining the queen. Creating this one will be fun

Love the idea!

[AnnieSatin]

Personal Information:
Name: Anais Faolon
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Rebel
Personality:  Sweet, meek, very behind the scenes, she would give her last grain to save another person. Loyal to a fault.
Biography:   Anais was born in an orphanage, her mother an unwed girl who had been in love with a married man. In her shame she went to the orphanage when her time came, she was half dead from starvation. The kind people running the home took the young girl in and gave her shelter and food til the baby was born. She had bright red hair and beautiful green eyes that looked like her mothers. By the time she was three hours old her mother had died. Anais had no one in the world but the ladies who ran the home she lived in.

They taught her everything she would need in life, how to spin, sew, mend, how to cook, how to clean and most importantly how to heal. By the time she was six she could tell golden thistle from thistle weed. Anais had a talent for making tinctures and potions. When she turned sixteen she went to town and sold her jars of salves and balms for coopers on the corner.

That is how she met Daria. Quickly the two of them made fast friends and became as close as sisters. After Daria's family died Anais had no where to live, the orphanage was closing as the ladies had both passed on and Anais didn't have the money to continue it. Daria invited her to live with her in the cottage in the woods and even offered her the same last name. She started to expand her salves and balms that Daria and she would sell in the marketplace. Anais loved being outdoors, she felt the most alive when the sun was shining down on her pale skin.  [/i]

Apperance:

Height: 5'2
Hair color: Bright red
Eyes: Light green
Build: Too curvy to be skinny, too skinny to be plump. She has a nice hourglass figure. [/i]

Combat Information: Anais has little to no skills in combat, Daria has taught her some hand to hand combat but Anais it too meek to really be of much good with it. She does possess some skills with a longbow and knows PLENTY of recipes for poisons.
Weapon(s): A small dagger in her boot that she uses mostly to cut stems and branches. A pounce of vials whose abilities range from causing dandruff to death.
Ability/Skill(s): HIGHLY knowledgeably in medicinal herbs and poisons
Strengths: Very smart, she loves to read, has a lovely singing voice, knows how to kill a man without anyone ever knowing about it.
Weaknesses: Is shy, unskilled at combat, she can seem weak because of her submissive nature.
Sexual Information: Heterosexual
Sexual Nature: Has never had any experiences but for a stolen kiss once with a guard many years ago. Would most likely pair with a more aggressive male. Sees sex as something between two people who love each other deeply.
Ons & Offs: On: Emotional attachments, love, tenderness. Offs: pain, blood, being in the role of dominance.
Other Information: Anais has a secret that no one, not even Daria knows.

[bubby]

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Personal Information:
Name: Anais Faolon
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Affiliation: Rebel
Personality:  Sweet, meek, very behind the scenes, she would give her last grain to save another person. Loyal to a fault.
Biography:   Anais was born in an orphanage, her mother an unwed girl who had been in love with a married man. In her shame she went to the orphanage when her time came, she was half dead from starvation. The kind people running the home took the young girl in and gave her shelter and food til the baby was born. She had bright red hair and beautiful green eyes that looked like her mothers. By the time she was three hours old her mother had died. Anais had no one in the world but the ladies who ran the home she lived in.

They taught her everything she would need in life, how to spin, sew, mend, how to cook, how to clean and most importantly how to heal. By the time she was six she could tell golden thistle from thistle weed. Anais had a talent for making tinctures and potions. When she turned sixteen she went to town and sold her jars of salves and balms for coopers on the corner.

That is how she met Daria. Quickly the two of them made fast friends and became as close as sisters. After Daria's family died Anais had no where to live, the orphanage was closing as the ladies had both passed on and Anais didn't have the money to continue it. Daria invited her to live with her in the cottage in the woods and even offered her the same last name. She started to expand her salves and balms that Daria and she would sell in the marketplace. Anais loved being outdoors, she felt the most alive when the sun was shining down on her pale skin.  [/i]

Apperance:

Height: 5'2
Hair color: Bright red
Eyes: Light green
Build: Too curvy to be skinny, too skinny to be plump. She has a nice hourglass figure. [/i]

Combat Information: Anais has little to no skills in combat, Daria has taught her some hand to hand combat but Anais it too meek to really be of much good with it. She does possess some skills with a longbow and knows PLENTY of recipes for poisons.
Weapon(s): A small dagger in her boot that she uses mostly to cut stems and branches. A pounce of vials whose abilities range from causing dandruff to death.
Ability/Skill(s): HIGHLY knowledgeably in medicinal herbs and poisons
Strengths: Very smart, she loves to read, has a lovely singing voice, knows how to kill a man without anyone ever knowing about it.
Weaknesses: Is shy, unskilled at combat, she can seem weak because of her submissive nature.
Sexual Information: Heterosexual
Sexual Nature: Has never had any experiences but for a stolen kiss once with a guard many years ago. Would most likely pair with a more aggressive male. Sees sex as something between two people who love each other deeply.
Ons & Offs: On: Emotional attachments, love, tenderness. Offs: pain, blood, being in the role of dominance.
Other Information: Anais has a secret that no one, not even Daria knows.

She's great! Looking forward to our little plot.  :D

[bubby]

I'VE MADE THREADS! BOOKMARK!!  ;D

OOC ----->  https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282110.0

Queens Castle ----->  https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282111.0

Queens City ----->  https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282112.0

Rebel Camp -----> https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282113.0

[MisoThe Mouse]

Name: Et Herdü
Age: 46
Affiliation: Rebels. Playing both sides, but Et would put his money on the Rebels.

Personality:
The consummate earner. The enigma. The mysterious tower that seemed to glide into the room. Et Herdü loves the air of respect, and notoriety brought by his accomplishments (official and other wise). Forever fashionably late. Host of only the best events. Friendly. Just do not ever forget, the mask of kindness is just that. A mask. The rumors surrounding the "gentle giant" are hard to ignore. 

Biography: 

Adal. A city in the desert, isolated from the world. With strict laws, a strict caste system, and strict observation of tradition. One of these traditions being "The Mask of Kindness". Slaves, soilders, and civil servants must wear a wooden mask blessed by the priestess of Ah Baal to bring happiness, fear, or obedience to all that behold them. Superstition of course. But society itself made it feel as real as the stone pillars of The High Tower. Et Herdü wore the mask of kindness for a noble man whose office was just past those pillars.

Most his life, Et was bred to wield the pen and slay numbers. He was a sweet boy, often picked on yhough he was much bigger than the other slave boys. He was the best accountant in The High Tower by the time he reached nineteen years. But by then it would be time for his next lesson in life. The necessity to by ruthless. A war infected the land and Lord Herdü sent all men and women of his name to the aid of Adal's victory. Six foot six inches, two hundred and fifty pounds of hard life and pent up frustration found it's release on the battle field. A spiked cestus was Et Herdü's preferred weapon. And it was effective if nothing else. Et performed so well, the Empress herself declared him freedom from his mask. But like a fool, he refused. He would wear his mask for the remainder of his time living. All the pain he spread during the war, he wanted to try and make it right. A touching gesture. But he had just defied The Empress. In front of... well everyone. She simply embraced him and smiled but everyone knew what would become of him. Everyone but Et. Luckily for him his Lord has come to respect him deeply, having now shared a battlefield. With a large bag of gold and a rucksack, Et was on the first ship across the sea.

The Et Herdü that arrived to port was not the kind giant that left Adal many months ago. It was not the harsh sea but the storm raging in his mind. All he had done, and the Empress was prepared to kill him in his sleep. A hardened man arrived on the port that morning. A man with few goals. Become rich enough to pay Lord Herdü back every gold coin. And maybe, just maybe create an opening to kill her lady empress. Twenty years pass. It's been almost twenty years since petty crime started to fall off, and cargo started to disappear. Pious city officials who were morally opposed to brothels and the like suffer accidents, resign, or go on vacations that last forever. About the same time gambling laws were being pushed for change along the port. And a very tall man in a mask bought a shitty bar right on the water.

With a million golden soilders accessible at a moment's notice, the love and respect for the locals, and the ear of the civil council, Et Herdü had established himself. A symbol of both the best and the worst of the country. Pulled himself up by his boot straps. Even if those boots kicked in a few doors. What more could he want? Well it just so happens, he wouldn't mind a country of his own. Which is why that rainy right, he let that little freedom fighter hide in in the pantry. It's the reason why he feeds them information and helps them get supplies. An investment in the future. His future.

Appearance:

Six foot six. Tall and muscular. His body is covered in scars from the Seven Year Offensive. A tattoo of a swan on his throat, the symbol of House of Herdü. Ever fashionable. Besides the scar over his left, emerald green eye, no one has seen Et Herdü's face.

Combat Information:
•Bare hands: With the kickboxing style of Adal's military, Et Herdü is just as deadly as any skilled swordsman.
• Silent Steps: Et Herdü has been told he should make more noise as he walked. He apppoigizes, yet it seems a bad habit. Or practice.
Weapon(s):
• Knuckle, Knee, Elbow, Heel,Palm.
• Battle Cestus
Ability/Skill(s):
• Profit. The making and reallocation of.
• Connections. He can get it done.
• Wealth. He can afford to get it done.
Strengths:
• Calculating, Intelligent and Tactful
• Physical Strength
• Charisma
• Persuasive
Weaknesses:
• Paranoid
• Risk Taker, Bet Maker. For better or worse
• Empathy. No matter how he tries to fight it
• Women and Cake

Sexual Information:
The slaves of Adal serviced whichever master of the opposite sex chose them. As a rich man Et Herdü enjoys the variety of women he can choose from free will and coin.
Sexual Nature:
Women are his preference. The thought of going to bed with a man is not one he finds appealing.
Ons & Offs:
No scat or blood stuff. Erything else is fair play.
Other Information:

Ets Face

[bubby]

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Name: Et Herdü
Age: 46
Affiliation: Rebels. Playing both sides, but Et would put his money on the Rebels.

Personality:
The consummate earner. The enigma. The mysterious tower that seemed to glide into the room. Et Herdü loves the air of respect, and notoriety brought by his accomplishments (official and other wise). Forever fashionably late. Host of only the best events. Friendly. Just do not ever forget, the mask of kindness is just that. A mask. The rumors surrounding the "gentle giant" are hard to ignore. 

Biography: 

Adal. A city in the desert, isolated from the world. With strict laws, a strict caste system, and strict observation of tradition. One of these traditions being "The Mask of Kindness". Slaves, soilders, and civil servants must wear a wooden mask blessed by the priestess of Ah Baal to bring happiness, fear, or obedience to all that behold them. Superstition of course. But society itself made it feel as real as the stone pillars of The High Tower. Et Herdü wore the mask of kindness for a noble man whose office was just past those pillars.

Most his life, Et was bred to wield the pen and slay numbers. He was a sweet boy, often picked on yhough he was much bigger than the other slave boys. He was the best accountant in The High Tower by the time he reached nineteen years. But by then it would be time for his next lesson in life. The necessity to by ruthless. A war infected the land and Lord Herdü sent all men and women of his name to the aid of Adal's victory. Six foot six inches, two hundred and fifty pounds of hard life and pent up frustration found it's release on the battle field. A spiked cestus was Et Herdü's preferred weapon. And it was effective if nothing else. Et performed so well, the Empress herself declared him freedom from his mask. But like a fool, he refused. He would wear his mask for the remainder of his time living. All the pain he spread during the war, he wanted to try and make it right. A touching gesture. But he had just defied The Empress. In front of... well everyone. She simply embraced him and smiled but everyone knew what would become of him. Everyone but Et. Luckily for him his Lord has come to respect him deeply, having now shared a battlefield. With a large bag of gold and a rucksack, Et was on the first ship across the sea.

The Et Herdü that arrived to port was not the kind giant that left Adal many months ago. It was not the harsh sea but the storm raging in his mind. All he had done, and the Empress was prepared to kill him in his sleep. A hardened man arrived on the port that morning. A man with few goals. Become rich enough to pay Lord Herdü back every gold coin. And maybe, just maybe create an opening to kill her lady empress. Twenty years pass. It's been almost twenty years since petty crime started to fall off, and cargo started to disappear. Pious city officials who were morally opposed to brothels and the like suffer accidents, resign, or go on vacations that last forever. About the same time gambling laws were being pushed for change along the port. And a very tall man in a mask bought a shitty bar right on the water.

With a million golden soilders accessible at a moment's notice, the love and respect for the locals, and the ear of the civil council, Et Herdü had established himself. A symbol of both the best and the worst of the country. Pulled himself up by his boot straps. Even if those boots kicked in a few doors. What more could he want? Well it just so happens, he wouldn't mind a country of his own. Which is why that rainy right, he let that little freedom fighter hide in in the pantry. It's the reason why he feeds them information and helps them get supplies. An investment in the future. His future.

Appearance:

Six foot six. Tall and muscular. His body is covered in scars from the Seven Year Offensive. A tattoo of a swan on his throat, the symbol of House of Herdü. Ever fashionable. Besides the scar over his left, emerald green eye, no one has seen Et Herdü's face.

Combat Information:
•Bare hands: With the kickboxing style of Adal's military, Et Herdü is just as deadly as any skilled swordsman.
• Silent Steps: Et Herdü has been told he should make more noise as he walked. He apppoigizes, yet it seems a bad habit. Or practice.
Weapon(s):
• Knuckle, Knee, Elbow, Heel,Palm.
• Battle Cestus
Ability/Skill(s):
• Profit. The making and reallocation of.
• Connections. He can get it done.
• Wealth. He can afford to get it done.
Strengths:
• Calculating, Intelligent and Tactful
• Physical Strength
• Charisma
• Persuasive
Weaknesses:
• Paranoid
• Risk Taker, Bet Maker. For better or worse
• Empathy. No matter how he tries to fight it
• Women and Cake

Sexual Information:
The slaves of Adal serviced whichever master of the opposite sex chose them. As a rich man Et Herdü enjoys the variety of women he can choose from free will and coin.
Sexual Nature:
Women are his preference. The thought of going to bed with a man is not one he finds appealing.
Ons & Offs:
No scat or blood stuff. Erything else is fair play.
Other Information:

Ets Face

Accepted! I'll add him to the char list in the OOC.

[Relikai]

Personal Information:
Name: Varian Wirbelwind
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Neutral (Leaning towards the Rebels), ex-Mercenary

Personality: Carefree and Arbitrary would often make up the general description of who he is, but Varian is a self-admitted paradox when facing the many situations in life without someone to watch his back. He has been seen as all of the nine alignments, but ultimately chooses to describe himself as someone chaotic who thrives in the ever changing facade that is life, and that the most important thing in life is his own, a bagful of coins, and a warm woman lying next to him in bed.

Biography: A former member of the militia from a small farming village to the East, Varian grew up without parents as the result of a bandit raid upon his home. Raised by the village blacksmith who provided him with basic education and knowledge in the craft, a passing caravan took him in as a hired guard as a way to earn some coin, and the boy was soon trained to properly wield a spear and a shield by a member of the guard who turned out to be a mercenary. Defending the caravan against several raids, Varian eventually managed his first kill on a bandit, claiming the man's sword as a personal trophy of war. The thrill of fighting, and the coin earned from his travels with the merchant, made Varian believe he has found his calling as the boy stepped into the small mercenary camp which belonged to the Dragoons.

Someone strong in strength and quick on his feet, agility was one of Varian's strength as he trained in the usage of sword, spear and bow. Proficient with an array of weapons, Varian placed his favor on the use of smaller blades and a longsword, as well as a bow when it came to hunting both beast or men. Many jobs came during his time as a young man, and both his skills and purse grew with every task the Dragoons took. His performance in battle was noteworthy by those who he fought with, a mix of stability and swiftness which worked against both lightly armored raiders and the occasional armored knight who turned to being a bandit lord. It was here that his nickname as the Wirbelwind struck, the image of Varian fighting with his dual blades something not many would forget so soon.

Ending his contract after fifteen years in the Dragoons, Varian struck out towards the villages nearer to the city where he could put his knowledge in smithing into use. Undergoing formal training while also continuing to train himself as a member of the local militia, becoming a valuable trainer and instructor. It was here that the the man noticed how the land was... dying. The land which his family used to tend to and eat from, something just wasn't as right or as natural as they should be. These questions passed through his head, but the carefree Varian hardly has space to keep them in. The call of the city was too great however, and Varian eventually packed his belongings and headed towards the Capital where he hoped to participate in some tournaments, or start up a small business as a city smithy.


Appearance:


Stands at six feet, with a body of muscle from hours in the forge (with his hammer) and courtyard (with his weapons).

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):

Answeller - A longsword won from a templar-turned-bandit lord, the weapon remained in pristine quality after the blade was reforged after Varian's departure from the mercenaries. Freshly cast with quality steel, it was perhaps one of the best weapons a village smith could create, well balanced and made with reach and durability in mind.

Shinden and Reppu - A personal set of swords, the katana Shindenand the wakizashi Reppu. The combination of both weapons are fit perfectly into his fighting style, with the shorter blade especially strengthened for defence. Often they would be locked in his personal chest, Varian not willing to get them confiscated as exotic weapons, but they would be used should he be attending duels or combat.

Lung - It's name came from where Varian scored his first kill, puncturing the lung of a bandit when he was a boy. His first weapon, the spear has been changed several times, but the name remains every time he fashions a pair of spear tips, attaching them to either side of the staff to reform a copy of his very first weapon.

Dagger - Every warrior would have a backup weapon. Even though he might seem disarmed, all is fair in love and war.

Longbow - A hunter's favorite weapon apart from a crossbow, and one he used countless times while ambushing bandits.

Ability/Skill(s):

Martial Proficiency - Training as a mercenary and participating in battles for fifteen years has honed his usage of weapons, from the measly dagger to the heavy poleaxe.

Weapon Specialization - If he was to remain in the mercenaries, Varian would be assigned to be the weaponmaster with his swords. However, it was the fluid style of the Wirbelwind with curved slashing weapons that he was most comfortable with, moving quick enough to outmaneuver armored knights, and tearing into lightly armored foes.

Wirbelwind - It was not handwork which is key in combat, but footwork. Varian could explode into a flurry of precise slashes, using his two weapons to overwhelm any opponent with speed and strength.

Smithing - He could make and repair weapons, and the profits were used to purchase high quality materials for the next blade.

Strengths:

Physical Strength and Stamina - It takes a lot to work in the blacksmith for the whole day, and it took as much to march on foot fully equipped with chainmail. The Wirbelwind is extremely taxing, and Varian has to always be on the top of his physical condition to properly utilize it for its maximum efficiency.

Footwork - Shuffling and exploding into sprints made up the core of his fighting style, Varian could use this in dancing, fighting, or even escaping from a furious husband after a night with his wife.

Stealth - Not always clad in metal armor, the more comfortable leather allows him to move quietly from point to point. Varian has used this skill the most especially when husbands were away for the night.

Weaknesses:

Reckless - He often acts first and thinks later unless against overwhelming odds. That has gotten him into plenty of trouble, but he has always managed to give them the slip so far.

Women - Coin may be his master, but the tears of a woman works just as well, especially if he possesses a friendly disposition towards her.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual, he often eyes maids and ladies who visit his shop, or the tavern girl who caught his attention.
Ons & Offs: Offs - Scat, Watersports, Gore, Vore, Bestiality.
Other Information:

[persephone325]

Apologies if I missed this, but what's the expected post rate?

[bubby]

Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide

Personal Information:
Name: Varian Wirbelwind
Age: 31
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Neutral (Leaning towards the Rebels), ex-Mercenary

Personality: Carefree and Arbitrary would often make up the general description of who he is, but Varian is a self-admitted paradox when facing the many situations in life without someone to watch his back. He has been seen as all of the nine alignments, but ultimately chooses to describe himself as someone chaotic who thrives in the ever changing facade that is life, and that the most important thing in life is his own, a bagful of coins, and a warm woman lying next to him in bed.

Biography: A former member of the militia from a small farming village to the East, Varian grew up without parents as the result of a bandit raid upon his home. Raised by the village blacksmith who provided him with basic education and knowledge in the craft, a passing caravan took him in as a hired guard as a way to earn some coin, and the boy was soon trained to properly wield a spear and a shield by a member of the guard who turned out to be a mercenary. Defending the caravan against several raids, Varian eventually managed his first kill on a bandit, claiming the man's sword as a personal trophy of war. The thrill of fighting, and the coin earned from his travels with the merchant, made Varian believe he has found his calling as the boy stepped into the small mercenary camp which belonged to the Dragoons.

Someone strong in strength and quick on his feet, agility was one of Varian's strength as he trained in the usage of sword, spear and bow. Proficient with an array of weapons, Varian placed his favor on the use of smaller blades and a longsword, as well as a bow when it came to hunting both beast or men. Many jobs came during his time as a young man, and both his skills and purse grew with every task the Dragoons took. His performance in battle was noteworthy by those who he fought with, a mix of stability and swiftness which worked against both lightly armored raiders and the occasional armored knight who turned to being a bandit lord. It was here that his nickname as the Wirbelwind struck, the image of Varian fighting with his dual blades something not many would forget so soon.

Ending his contract after fifteen years in the Dragoons, Varian struck out towards the villages nearer to the city where he could put his knowledge in smithing into use. Undergoing formal training while also continuing to train himself as a member of the local militia, becoming a valuable trainer and instructor. It was here that the the man noticed how the land was... dying. The land which his family used to tend to and eat from, something just wasn't as right or as natural as they should be. These questions passed through his head, but the carefree Varian hardly has space to keep them in. The call of the city was too great however, and Varian eventually packed his belongings and headed towards the Capital where he hoped to participate in some tournaments, or start up a small business as a city smithy.


Appearance:


Stands at six feet, with a body of muscle from hours in the forge (with his hammer) and courtyard (with his weapons).

Combat Information:

Weapon(s):

Answeller - A longsword won from a templar-turned-bandit lord, the weapon remained in pristine quality after the blade was reforged after Varian's departure from the mercenaries. Freshly cast with quality steel, it was perhaps one of the best weapons a village smith could create, well balanced and made with reach and durability in mind.

Shinden and Reppu - A personal set of swords, the katana Shindenand the wakizashi Reppu. The combination of both weapons are fit perfectly into his fighting style, with the shorter blade especially strengthened for defence. Often they would be locked in his personal chest, Varian not willing to get them confiscated as exotic weapons, but they would be used should he be attending duels or combat.

Lung - It's name came from where Varian scored his first kill, puncturing the lung of a bandit when he was a boy. His first weapon, the spear has been changed several times, but the name remains every time he fashions a pair of spear tips, attaching them to either side of the staff to reform a copy of his very first weapon.

Dagger - Every warrior would have a backup weapon. Even though he might seem disarmed, all is fair in love and war.

Longbow - A hunter's favorite weapon apart from a crossbow, and one he used countless times while ambushing bandits.

Ability/Skill(s):

Martial Proficiency - Training as a mercenary and participating in battles for fifteen years has honed his usage of weapons, from the measly dagger to the heavy poleaxe.

Weapon Specialization - If he was to remain in the mercenaries, Varian would be assigned to be the weaponmaster with his swords. However, it was the fluid style of the Wirbelwind with curved slashing weapons that he was most comfortable with, moving quick enough to outmaneuver armored knights, and tearing into lightly armored foes.

Wirbelwind - It was not handwork which is key in combat, but footwork. Varian could explode into a flurry of precise slashes, using his two weapons to overwhelm any opponent with speed and strength.

Smithing - He could make and repair weapons, and the profits were used to purchase high quality materials for the next blade.

Strengths:

Physical Strength and Stamina - It takes a lot to work in the blacksmith for the whole day, and it took as much to march on foot fully equipped with chainmail. The Wirbelwind is extremely taxing, and Varian has to always be on the top of his physical condition to properly utilize it for its maximum efficiency.

Footwork - Shuffling and exploding into sprints made up the core of his fighting style, Varian could use this in dancing, fighting, or even escaping from a furious husband after a night with his wife.

Stealth - Not always clad in metal armor, the more comfortable leather allows him to move quietly from point to point. Varian has used this skill the most especially when husbands were away for the night.

Weaknesses:

Reckless - He often acts first and thinks later unless against overwhelming odds. That has gotten him into plenty of trouble, but he has always managed to give them the slip so far.

Women - Coin may be his master, but the tears of a woman works just as well, especially if he possesses a friendly disposition towards her.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: Heterosexual, he often eyes maids and ladies who visit his shop, or the tavern girl who caught his attention.
Ons & Offs: Offs - Scat, Watersports, Gore, Vore, Bestiality.
Other Information:

He looks great Relikai, welcome to the Game! I'll put your char sheet in the char thread, and go ahead and hop on in! There's a link to the OOC in the first post and there you'll find all the IC threads.

Apologies if I missed this, but what's the expected post rate?

Heya persephone! I've put the posting rate at a max wait time of 2 weeks. I'm hoping that this gives people enough time and doesn't rush, but keeps things from getting too stale. I'm wanting people to be dedicated to the game but not get bored either.  :-)

[persephone325]

Heya persephone! I've put the posting rate at a max wait time of 2 weeks. I'm hoping that this gives people enough time and doesn't rush, but keeps things from getting too stale. I'm wanting people to be dedicated to the game but not get bored either.  :-)

Got it! Merci! ^^

[bubby]

Got it! Merci! ^^

You're very welcome darlin'.  :-)

[Relikai]

Awesome many thanks!

[bubby]

The Water Elemental character has been opened! The char needs to be a male, but the player need not be. If interested please PM me for details.

[bubby]

All Elemental spots have been filled but I'm always open for others to join our fun.

[bubby]

The Fire Elemental position has been opened!

Details: The character must be female, but the player need not be. This game is relaxed pace, with a post frequency of around 2 weeks max wait time. There is an actual end game for this RP, with the Elementals getting together to defeat the Queen, which means if you're in this game it's for a long haul. I am seeking dedicated writers , who are in it to win it!  ;D

The first post of this interest check has some details as well as an OOC link, where the links to IC threads are available to stalk to let any interested  see what's going down so far. We have really only just started so jumping in right now wouldn't hurt the flow of anything.

We're also always looking for either Rebels or Loyalists to further the game play!

[azzmeister89]

Omg this is back! Any chance I can revive my old character?

[bubby]

Our Rebel section is woefully low. I need people wanting to attempt to take the Queen out. If you're willing to be smacked around for info that'd be even better.  >:) 

[Eikichi]

Our Rebel section is woefully low. I need people wanting to attempt to take the Queen out. If you're willing to be smacked around for info that'd be even better.  >:) 

So would these be disposable characters you're asking for?

[Ezekla]

I'd be open for playing a rebel position...and I'm fine with disposable and torture :)

[Juggtacular]

Know that Aaron Veil will never abandon a rebel. They might take some licks but he has Earth powers and a spy network that rivals the Queen's. He's got you guyses backs.  XD

[Eikichi]

Know that Aaron Veil will never abandon a rebel. They might take some licks but he has Earth powers and a spy network that rivals the Queen's. He's got you guyses backs.  XD

But what if i wanteeeeedddd to play a disposable character? ;c

[Juggtacular]

But what if i wanteeeeedddd to play a disposable character? ;c

Then he will leave you to die in the dungeons like a dog.

[bubby]

So would these be disposable characters you're asking for?

I'd be open for playing a rebel position...and I'm fine with disposable and torture :)

How about Eikichi makes a disposable ( cuz the Queen needs to ice someone) and Ezekla could make a torture-able but survive ( cuz Camarilla needs to do her magic) and escape/get rescued by our Earth guy?   >:)

I'd be fine with that if that's acceptable. If this works feel free to work up a character and PM it to me for approval. There is no major hurry, as we are a slow paced game, but it would be nice if I could get a feel of what you might come up with by Sunday night-ish.

I'm open to any questions, and there is a char template as well as a link to the OOC in the first post of this thread to allow for checking out IC threads as well as other chars already in play.

[bubby]

Then he will leave you to die in the dungeons like a dog.

Puppers say WWHHHAAA??

[persephone325]

Puppers say WWHHHAAA??

ROFLMAO!! I couldn't not reply to this. XD

[Ezekla]

How about Eikichi makes a disposable ( cuz the Queen needs to ice someone) and Ezekla could make a torture-able but survive ( cuz Camarilla needs to do her magic) and escape/get rescued by our Earth guy?   >:)

I'd be fine with that if that's acceptable. If this works feel free to work up a character and PM it to me for approval. There is no major hurry, as we are a slow paced game, but it would be nice if I could get a feel of what you might come up with by Sunday night-ish.

I'm open to any questions, and there is a char template as well as a link to the OOC in the first post of this thread to allow for checking out IC threads as well as other chars already in play.

I'm down for torture-able, but survive :D I'll work up a character sheet.

[bubby]

I'm down for torture-able, but survive :D I'll work up a character sheet.

Love it! WELCOME! Introduce yourself in the OOC and you're good to go from there!

[azzmeister89]

Looking forward to seeing who this new character is.

[RedPhoenix]

You don't actually die like a dog in Shallindria's torture chamber.

More like a fish really. Gutted and gasping.

[Eikichi]

You don't actually die like a dog in Shallindria's torture chamber.

More like a fish really. Gutted and gasping.

Well that was a pleasant image. :P

@Bubby I should have a character PM'd to you some-time tomorrow.

[bubby]

You don't actually die like a dog in Shallindria's torture chamber.

More like a fish really. Gutted and gasping.

*Cackles* We do torture right! ... omg that needs to be like a billboard message in the Market... LMAO!

Well that was a pleasant image. :P

@Bubby I should have a character PM'd to you some-time tomorrow.

Sounds good hun!

[Ezekla]

Love it! WELCOME! Introduce yourself in the OOC and you're good to go from there!

Woot! Can't wait!

[bubby]

Woot! Can't wait!

You char has been added.  ;D

[bubby]

BUMPING: Recruitment is open again!!!

We NEED a Fire Elemental -- char must be female but player need not be. We are also VERY open to more characters joining in both the Rebel and Loyalist capacity, or 'on-the-fencers' as we call them.

PERTINENT LINKS:
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282112.0 (Queens City)
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282111.0 (Queens Castle)
https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282171.0 (Character Thread)

Feel free to peruse and read. I am lucky enough to have a retinue of wonderful writers in this game, and I would love for you to join us in eventually killing off my character!  XD

[azzmeister89]

Come on people! We need more players!

[bubby]

Still looking for a Fire Elemental!! Come on... doesn't this look enticing?!!
We need a Rebel Leader as well!

[Chantarelle]

I’m might be interested in the fire elemental. Any other details or aspects about her you’d like to add?

[bubby]

I’m might be interested in the fire elemental. Any other details or aspects about her you’d like to add?

YAY!

First and foremost, you need to know that posting in this game is slow. We're talking a post every 2-3 weeks slow, and this is the pace we've all ok'd. So if you're looking for a quick game, this is not the one. However, those involved are DEDICATED. This story will take time, but we try very hard to make sure that everyone is in it to win it, no matter how long it takes!

Second, as far as the character: I would prefer that she be new into her Power. Earth and Water ( our Male Elements) are already quite proficient so I want their female counterparts to be just blossoming.  BennyQ plays Adunabeth who is our Air and she still has no clue what she is). As for age, she needs to be at least 18. You are welcome to read through the IC posts ( links in the first post of the OOC  that is linked in the first post here) that have already occurred to get a feel of the other players/characters involved.
Be prepared for torture. It hasn't happened yet, but it will, and as the game evolves the Queen and a couple of her People will be quite proficient at it.  >:)

If you have any questions feel free to ask!

[Chantarelle]

Thank you...let me read through the IC and I’ll get back to you.

[bubby]

Thank you...let me read through the IC and I’ll get back to you.

Excellent.

[Chantarelle]

Can you link me to the IC posts? Lol @ me

[azzmeister89]

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282111.0 (queens castle)

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282112.0 (queens city)

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282113.0 (reble camp)

https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=282110.0 (OOC thread)

[bubby]

Chantarelle, you and 1 other are interested in Fire. Due to the fact it's taken so long to acquire this interest I'm asking that you BOTH PM me your character sheet and I'll choose between the 2. I would like to have them by this coming weekend? If you can't in that timeline just shoot me a PM to let me know.

I'm SO looking forward to what you come up with!

There is also the fact that whichever doesn't get Fire, we REALLY need a Rebel Leader. Our last was female, so I'd love it if we had one again!

( And thank you azz darlin' for keeping an eye on this thread! <3 )

[azzmeister89]

Not a problem 😊

[Chantarelle]

Going to have to withdraw my interest, sorry.

[azzmeister89]

Awww that sucks

[bubby]

Going to have to withdraw my interest, sorry.

Sorry to hear it

[azzmeister89]

Ok people we need more players!

In desperate need of Rebel characters although I'm sure the queen will be more than happy with a few more pawns..... erm...... I mean loyal subjects.

[bubby]

Ok people we need more players!

In desperate need of Rebel characters although I'm sure the queen will be more than happy with a few more pawns..... erm...... I mean loyal subjects.

ALL OF THE THIS!

Once again looking to expand just a bit in our small group game with a few extra peeps. I'd definitely like more Rebels but Loyalists as well are welcome, as I'm sure some of my loyal subjects will be switching sides...   >:)  Check the first post for a link to links that will let you read where we're at!

[Cailleach]

Have just been approved so awkwardly waving my white flag and hoping that I'm not biting off more than I can chew.
I like that the game is a slow poster. It's been a while since I did character concepts as detailed as these ones so I hope you will bear with me. Are you still taking people?
If so I am more than happy to make a rebel to begin with one that gets disposed of even, that way I can gauge better if I am suited to the game or not but the concept had me at the title.

Hello by the way  :-)

[azzmeister89]

Don't worry we are very laid back here. I'm sure we will be able to ease you in before the story gets super crazy.

[BennyQ]

Welcome Cailleach! I think you will be a wonderful fit here :)

[Cailleach]

Don't worry we are very laid back here. I'm sure we will be able to ease you in before the story gets super crazy.

That is really great to know, thank you Azzmeister.
Appreciate it.

Welcome Cailleach! I think you will be a wonderful fit here :)

You're too sweet, thank you.

Unfortunately it's been a busy day trying to keep my youngest from being bored so this is the only opportunity I've had to log in, no chance at all to even think of a character but I will copy and paste character sheet and get working on something.

Thanks again.

[azzmeister89]

There's no rush so don't worry. We are a slow moving but dedicated game so take your time!

[Cailleach]

There's no rush so don't worry. We are a slow moving but dedicated game so take your time!

Music to my ears.
Thanks.  ;D

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Not sure if I have to do this for this particular game but may I reserve Katheryn Winnick please for my rebel

[azzmeister89]

Nobody's face claimed her yet so unless there is another rebel affiliated girl waiting to swoop in I'm thinking your fine.

[Cailleach]

Fantabulastic!
Lovin' your avatar by the way  ;D

[azzmeister89]

Don't be fooled, that cat is the origional source of all evil......

[blue bunny sparkle]

Have just been approved so awkwardly waving my white flag and hoping that I'm not biting off more than I can chew.
I like that the game is a slow poster. It's been a while since I did character concepts as detailed as these ones so I hope you will bear with me. Are you still taking people?
If so I am more than happy to make a rebel to begin with one that gets disposed of even, that way I can gauge better if I am suited to the game or not but the concept had me at the title.

Hello by the way  :-)

Hey! Hi there!

I'm new to this group as well. You're not alone!

Welcome!

[Cailleach]

Don't be fooled, that cat is the origional source of all evil......

LMAO
I can believe it somehow - it's got that look about it.  ;D

Hey! Hi there!

I'm new to this group as well. You're not alone!

Welcome!

Aww fantastic, thank you for popping by to say welcome.
Makes me feel so much better again.

[Wajin]

If you're going to make a disposable character, I have the perfect character to dispose of them :D seeing as he's just disposed of an NPC by breaking their back and feeding them to a flesh eating horse :D

[bubby]

Well damn this is what I get for not checking in as I should.

Welcome Cailleach! Thank you so much for the interest!

A disposable rebel to begin with would indeed be fine if that's what you'd like to do. And as the others have said, we are very slow moving, and we are all very ok with it.

Totally take your time in making whatever char you'd like, I just ask you post it here so I can take a gander. Looking forward to what you come up with!

[Cailleach]

If you're going to make a disposable character, I have the perfect character to dispose of them :D seeing as he's just disposed of an NPC by breaking their back and feeding them to a flesh eating horse :D

You are too kind, death by horse sounds like such an enchanting way to go.
I will not make it too easy for the horse or your character but disposal of you may do.

Well damn this is what I get for not checking in as I should.

Welcome Cailleach! Thank you so much for the interest!

A disposable rebel to begin with would indeed be fine if that's what you'd like to do. And as the others have said, we are very slow moving, and we are all very ok with it.

Totally take your time in making whatever char you'd like, I just ask you post it here so I can take a gander. Looking forward to what you come up with!

Thank you for the welcome bubby.
Would it be alright if I don't do too big a CS for the disposable character just enough to get a good feel for them?  :-[
I can be working on a more sustainable rebel in the mean time.

[bubby]

Thank you for the welcome bubby.
Would it be alright if I don't do too big a CS for the disposable character just enough to get a good feel for them?  :-[
I can be working on a more sustainable rebel in the mean time.

That's perfectly fine.

[Cailleach]

Thanks bubby.
Hope this is alright. Working on Isolde's next.

Personal Information:
Name: Maid Valencia of Parth-a-nax
Age: 21

Gender: female
Affiliation: rebels

Personality: She is quiet and unimposing, adaptable at blending easily with upper and lowers classes. Integrity, quiet confidence and humility are all traits associated with Valencia. She has the ability to be both subjective and objective and is very amiable when she has to be.

Biography: Valencia is a daughter of Lord Jarin and Lady Angmar who had lived their lives in the service of the Queen, until the fateful day when Valencia and her twin sister Isolde both aged seven at the time were travelling with their parents and a retinue of guards, they had to leave the castle grounds and pass through the city. Lady Angmar begged her daughters not to look outside the veil of their carriage but this spurred the girls on to do just that. They were horrified, the poverty, the grim grey world of hunger and filth that seemed to thrive when their own world was beautiful and prosperous. They could not shake the image, no matter how peaceful and pleasant the country home they went to was. Even the grounds surrounding this large manse was barren, nothing seemed to proper there but it was here that a plan was told to the sisters. Lord Jarin was in league with the rebel faction and was to go there to help all he could. An attack was organised for their return to the castle, a band of outlaws would attack their retinue and the death of Lord Jarin and one of his daughters was to be seen by the guards. The remaining castle guards, Lady Angmar and the other daughter would be allowed to escape.

It was voted between them that Isolde would stay with her father, she was far more boisterous and free spirited than Valencia. When they returned to the castle, it was in a dishevelled and terrified state. For the next fourteen years Valencia and her mother acted as if they were still bereft, still in mourning and though suitors clambered for both their hands, Lady Angmar only just managed to keep them at bay. Valencia had early on dedicated herself to the queen’s service, always vigilant and becoming fast one of those that could be trusted but this was far from the truth for as she grew, so did her sister and finding ways and means in and out of the castle to the city to meet and exchange information had become like second nature to Valencia.


Appearance: Valencia often gets overlooked in large groups. She is fair and comely but in an average mean so that she becomes simply one face in a crowd. Long blonde hair, pale skin tone, blue eyes, of average height and slender.



Combat Information: No physical combat experience.


Weapon(s): her brain
Ability/Skill(s): Observational skills, ability to blend into a crowd almost undetected, excellent interpersonal skills, self-reliant Strengths: stubborn, knowing what information she overhears is important and what isn’t, courage to stay within the queen’s castle and do what she does
Weaknesses: her family and the cause of the rebels – to bring the queen and her cohorts down, so that the people have a proper chance at life and a productive one.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: virgin
Ons & Offs: see player’s Whirlpool in signature
Other Information:though am personally new to sexual roleplaying, violence I’m not. I am happy enough for this character to meet her end through violent means having perhaps been found out for the spy that she is. Disposable character.

[bubby]

Thanks bubby.
Hope this is alright. Working on Isolde's next.

Personal Information:
Name: Maid Valencia of Parth-a-nax
Age: 21

Gender: female
Affiliation: rebels

Personality: She is quiet and unimposing, adaptable at blending easily with upper and lowers classes. Integrity, quiet confidence and humility are all traits associated with Valencia. She has the ability to be both subjective and objective and is very amiable when she has to be.

Biography: Valencia is a daughter of Lord Jarin and Lady Angmar who had lived their lives in the service of the Queen, until the fateful day when Valencia and her twin sister Isolde both aged seven at the time were travelling with their parents and a retinue of guards, they had to leave the castle grounds and pass through the city. Lady Angmar begged her daughters not to look outside the veil of their carriage but this spurred the girls on to do just that. They were horrified, the poverty, the grim grey world of hunger and filth that seemed to thrive when their own world was beautiful and prosperous. They could not shake the image, no matter how peaceful and pleasant the country home they went to was. Even the grounds surrounding this large manse was barren, nothing seemed to proper there but it was here that a plan was told to the sisters. Lord Jarin was in league with the rebel faction and was to go there to help all he could. An attack was organised for their return to the castle, a band of outlaws would attack their retinue and the death of Lord Jarin and one of his daughters was to be seen by the guards. The remaining castle guards, Lady Angmar and the other daughter would be allowed to escape.

It was voted between them that Isolde would stay with her father, she was far more boisterous and free spirited than Valencia. When they returned to the castle, it was in a dishevelled and terrified state. For the next fourteen years Valencia and her mother acted as if they were still bereft, still in mourning and though suitors clambered for both their hands, Lady Angmar only just managed to keep them at bay. Valencia had early on dedicated herself to the queen’s service, always vigilant and becoming fast one of those that could be trusted but this was far from the truth for as she grew, so did her sister and finding ways and means in and out of the castle to the city to meet and exchange information had become like second nature to Valencia.


Appearance: Valencia often gets overlooked in large groups. She is fair and comely but in an average mean so that she becomes simply one face in a crowd. Long blonde hair, pale skin tone, blue eyes, of average height and slender.



Combat Information: No physical combat experience.


Weapon(s): her brain
Ability/Skill(s): Observational skills, ability to blend into a crowd almost undetected, excellent interpersonal skills, self-reliant Strengths: stubborn, knowing what information she overhears is important and what isn’t, courage to stay within the queen’s castle and do what she does
Weaknesses: her family and the cause of the rebels – to bring the queen and her cohorts down, so that the people have a proper chance at life and a productive one.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature: virgin
Ons & Offs: see player’s Whirlpool in signature
Other Information:though am personally new to sexual roleplaying, violence I’m not. I am happy enough for this character to meet her end through violent means having perhaps been found out for the spy that she is. Disposable character.

Oh yes, she works great!

[Cailleach]

Great, thanks bubby.
Have been away the past few days and not back here again to post anything until at least Tuesday.
Sorry about that.

[bubby]

Great, thanks bubby.
Have been away the past few days and not back here again to post anything until at least Tuesday.
Sorry about that.

Absolutely no worries!

I too am in a time bind right now, scrambling to find a new place to live in a month while simultaneously quitting my old job and starting a new one.

[Cailleach]

Absolutely no worries!

I too am in a time bind right now, scrambling to find a new place to live in a month while simultaneously quitting my old job and starting a new one.

That is a lot more hectic than my own time knot.
I hope it all goes well for you.

I'm back now and hope to get started as soon as possible.  :-)

[Cailleach]

This is the rebel I spoke of, the not-so-disposable twin ;D

Could not resist this, it may not be her father who gets killed but the attitude will be the same  >:)

Personal Information:
Name: Maid Isolde of Parth-a-nax
Known as: Isol (Eye-Z-Oll)
Age: 21

Gender: female
Affiliation: rebels

Personality:
Unlike her twin sister, Isolde is fierce in manner and speech, in garb and gait;
she holds nothing back.
Moral, courageous, adaptable, progressive in thought and battle,
she thinks before she speaks, prefers strategy to mayhem and does her best to learn from her mistakes.

Biography:
Isolde is a daughter of Lord Jarin and Lady Angmar who had lived their lives in the service of the Queen, until the fateful day when Isolde and her twin sister
Valencia both aged seven at the time were traveling with their parents and a retinue of guards, they had to leave the castle grounds and pass through the city.
Lady Angmar begged her daughters not to look outside the veil of their carriage but this spurred the girls on to do just that. They were horrified, the poverty,
the grim grey world of hunger and filth that seemed to thrive when their own world was beautiful and prosperous. They could not shake the image, no matter
how peaceful and pleasant the country home they went to was; even the grounds surrounding this large manse was barren, nothing seemed to prosper there
but it was here that a plan was told to the sisters. Lord Jarin was in league with the rebel faction and was to go there to help all he could. An attack was organised
for their return to the castle, a band of outlaws would attack their retinue and the death of Lord Jarin and one of his daughters was to be seen by the guards.
The remaining castle guards, Lady Angmar and the other daughter would be allowed to escape.

It was voted between them that Isolde would stay with her father, she was far more boisterous and free spirited than Valencia. Lord Jarin rode on deep into
strange terrain for Isolde and yet her father seemed to know his surroundings well. When they finally came upon a strange camp, Isolde did not feel fear at being
torn from her twin or mother but rather that she had come home and that she would find purpose here amongst those who would try to help the impoverished.

As she grew older, her education shifted from letters and numbers to sword, dagger and spear. She became proficient in close combat as she trained daily often for
hours on end to be as strong and as fierce some as the boys her age. Isolde did not want to be left behind again. Her dresses were replaced by leather corsets,
bracers, trousers and shields. Her hair once brushed a hundred strokes a night, was now braided tightly in rivulets to keep her hair back when she fought. She thought
often of her sister and could not wait for the day that they should meet again, no matter that that day would be a test for them both in cunning, loyalty and perseverance.
At 14 they met again for the first time in seven years and both barely recognised the other at first, since that day however to this they have met in secret, Valencia having
early on dedicated herself to the queen’s service, always vigilant and becoming fast one of those that could be trusted while finding ways and means in and out of the
castle to the city to meet and exchange information.

They were 21 now and though old hands at this subterfuge, Isolde knew in her heart that it was only a matter of time before they were caught.


Appearance:

[/b][/i] Though her twin is one face among many within the castle walls, Isolde is not.
Her skin is worn by the weather, her hair, eyes, countenance together make her look terrifying, her very appearance to those that have come to know her commands respect.
She may be of average height as her sister but with a sword in hand and a shield in the other, her height seems far taller.
She is lean and strong, toned from training and battle skirmishes and living a hard life in the rebel camp for most of her life.
Unlike Valencia – Isolde stands out from the crowd.



Combat Information:

Two weapon style:
•   weapon and shield
•   any axe
•   swords
•   hatchets
•   Confident
•   Strong mentally, spiritually, physically
•   Aggressive
•   Disciplined
•   Active
•   Brave

Weapon(s):
•   Anything she can get her hands on at the camp.
•   A sword but it is of no great importance, a simple sword with no cross piece.
•   A shield of wood with metal rim and inlay.

Ability/Skill(s):
From training most every day since she arrived at the rebel camp Isolde has learnt much in regards to skills she would need to deal with whatever came at the rebels from the Queen and her cohorts.
•   Developed perspective
•   strategic positioning
•   opportunist
•   leveraging probability
•   situation response


•   Fast runner
•   Good swimmer
•   Climbs trees
•   Fast talker – can often talk her way out of a situation
•   Excellent horse rider

Strengths:  She understands her own vulnerability and never takes on a situation that she knows is impossible.
Isolde will think through every possible angle before committing to a strategy or tactic.

Weaknesses: she is human, she has many - her strong moral compass, her twin sister, her love for the rebels, her hatred of the queen and all she stands for and those who stand with her.

Sexual Information:

Sexual Nature:  hetrosexual
Ons & Offs: see player’s Whirlpool in signature

[bubby]

Thread bump: Always looking for a few extra players. Both Rebel and Loyalist positions are open. We're a small, slow moving group but fresh meat new blood is always welcome! IC thread links are in the first post of this thread if stalking to get a feel of the story is your preference.