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Offline RipTide

Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #75 on: September 18, 2012, 07:31:02 PM »
I'm still interested in making another rebel. I was thinking maybe someone less of a fighter and more of a wordsmith; someone persuasive, good at speaking in public, good at gathering and empowering people under one cause. How does that sound?

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #76 on: September 18, 2012, 07:34:31 PM »
Name:
Gorgrim (Allick Silverstar)
Physical Description:

Affiliation/Title:
Queen’s Pet(Hunter)
History:
Long
Allick Silverstar, not a birth name mind you. He can vaguely recall his name in his younger years. Back then there are short memories of running and playing in the wilderness or on the rooftops from his birthplace; he does recall coming from a poor family, a quiet village which was put to the torch under the impression of possible rebellion. Many were killed, those that survived were taken prisoner and some sold into slavery, such happened to the barbaric child who would later be deemed Allick.

The boy was ‘adopted’ by a noble who gained his famed in arms dealing. Silverstar was a blessing name, many of the wears that were sold carried a similar title for businesses sake; however, Allick wasn’t the most treasured of boys. The child could never do anything right, he was wild and as expected, barbaric. There were many times that he was whipped, many times that he escaped traditional teachings of proper etiquette. Frustrated, his caretaker decided for a better demonstration of business and soon had his adopted son sent off to the arena to make a name for himself or die in the process to get rid of him.

Allick was given a talented teacher, a man renown in martial skills and weapon combat. The boy wasn’t simply thrown out to the lions, no, his adopted father did wish for him to make a name for himself and even let the trainer know to do what needs to be done so that the child would be broken in.

Growing up was rough for Allick, he was beaten mercilessly, forced to train under extreme conditions. He was taught the cold truth that no one is born a genius, that one had to strive themselves every day to get better or that they would be the ones faced down in the sand bleeding to death. The growing man was forced to watch various arena bouts between other contestants, forced to witness the cruel reality that happened to those that were defeated. Allick never wanted to be one of the ones lying lifeless and forgotten. He was told that the victors will grow famous, that one day many would scream the champion’s name. That one could even become ‘God of the Arena’ and be worshipped maybe even inspired other nobility and royalty alike.

Allick’s first encounter with the Queen wasn’t what many may expect. At that time there were some doubting her prowess, some who called her out and thus she decided to make an example of the lot within the very arena. Allick had no idea who she was then, but he could still remember the slaughtering. He had his doubts, expecting them to be sending her out to die, but the brutality shaped itself in his mind when she alone killed several men to make a point. He was still in his teens then, not to forget he was as brash and bold to greet her before she left the arena, escorted by several of her hunters.

“When I get good, we should have a match and if I win, you will become my woman!” Those were the blatant words he told her before respected hunters. Many of them were on the draw to unsheathe their weapons upon the mere young man. Thankful his trainer was there to quickly knock Allick upside the head and to the ground, apologizing to the party for forgiveness for his rude pupil. Perhaps that day the Queen was feeling a bit merciful after her match or maybe the brashness of young Allick inspired an interest. It is hard to say, but the Queen left the duo without taking any action that day.

Allick slowly climb the ladder of renown within the arena. He was likely one of the youngest competitors as well, fighting at an age of fifteen against various grown men. He wasn’t outright thrown to the lions, even new blood wasn’t tossed to seasoned fighters. There was even some disapproval in the crowd to see such a ‘boy’ fighting, but Allick managed to surprise them all with his consecutive victories which went on for a good decade.

Allick the Bold, Allick the Fearless, the young man had various titles within the arena. He was always pushing himself, even after he became champion at the youngest of sixteen. Within that decade he held the title, broadening himself by fighting multiple opponents as well. How else could he match the Queen with just one on one bouts in the arena? It gave the crowd what they wanted, he trained himself against seasoned men and prisoners set to execution. He had already carved his name through the history of the arena and his bouts kept drawing attention, inevitably catching even the Queen to observe his matches.

Even grown, Allick was still a ’boy’ in means of wanting to show off. He boldly went up against a rival school three to one, something his master had forbid him to do. It wasn’t ’noble’ to generally show off against other well known gladiators, and since the Queen was there watching this event the man went farther in humiliating his opponents by fighting them unarmed. It was a sight to behold for that age, him swaying and rolling, flipping and avoiding various swipes of his opponents swords. Countering by moving in and unleashing a fury of punches and kicks against his competitors. Two were disarmed and disemboweled by their own blades, the other fallen was mercilessly put to the sword when Allick climbed over his body and withdrew the blade, heaving it through the poor gladiator‘s skull.

If only he knew how furious the rival school were and how far they would go for revenge, he might of taken a different approach that day. They went after Allick fully by setting up his adopted father first, making it appear like the man was secretly giving weapons off to the rebel forces and soon leaking this information to the Queen’s informants. They further left more incriminating evidence by sneaking in Allick’s master’s home and leading more information that he was a part of the rebel forces and had been training Allick and the other students to one day take up a sword against the queen by tricking her to enter their compound with a small garrison of hunters.

One could only imagine the sparks these believable lies confounded.

Enraged, the Queen had Allick’s adopted father hung, his manor ransacked of all valuables and burned to the ground and his business fully compensated. Allick’s master was left to interrogation. There was a belief that he had some information with the rebel forces so he was victimized and tortured, never saying a word, always telling them that he was faithful that this was a mistake. Unfortunately that man inevitably died in the dungeons. Allick’s fellow ’brothers’ and ’sisters’ were taken and added to the experimentations of the Queen’s, along with Allick being the last on the list.

Allick didn’t put up much of a fight, many of his fellow comrades did, but he didn’t offer any resistance. Even when confronted on the possibility of treachery, given the chance of being ‘spared,’ if he told were the rebels were hiding, he merely shook his head and answered that he was no traitor. “Why would I betray the one I wish to make my woman?” He never expected things to end that way, being ignored, being bound for the dark ritual to come. He wasn’t sure what hurt the worst; not being believed, not able to tell the Queen how much he respected and loved her, or the blade ending his life.

Something happened during that ritual though, it could have been the late possibility of one of the Queen’s informants barging in in hopes of stopping her before killing Allick. Although that much was too late and to save themselves to not end up on a similar table and strapped down for their impudence, they apologetically told her that they found later proof that Allick’s master was innocent along with the rest of the currently deceased, falsely accused ‘rebels.’ That they were deceived by a rivalry feud.

While the best solution to handle the situation was debated over, Allick’s corpse underwent a change in pigment. His spirit was returning to his lifeless form and shockingly enough the man came back to life. Although, he couldn’t be considered as ’human,’ any longer, he had done lost the luster of his green eyes. There was nothing but a deep crimson about them, even his tanned flesh took a greenish hue. There were other changes of his body from the twisting from dark blood magic, some may expect a demon might as well possessed the host and violated it as such, making his teeth sharper along with other proportions of his body.

The informant advised the Queen to kill the monstrosity, but she ignored it. Maybe there was some intrigue to the dead coming back to life. Perhaps she was feeling confident enough of her own abilities as well if hostilities came. Though they didn’t when Allick was unbound, questioned of his loyalty. His manner of speech was mostly broken, vague then as it is today. Though actions spoke better than words and she had one task for him to initiate him as a hunter.

The rival school, well a lesson had to be made on them. She boldly called them out in their false claims and gave them an easy option. She would ‘let them get away with it’ only if they defeated her new test subject. There would be no interference either from her or her hunters that accompanied her that day. If they did win, they would have to leave the city and they would be unmolested in doing so as well. The options appeared more in their favor, they even thought her as blatantly insane to throw something as random as that at them. Not to mentioned a cloaked and lone individual.

The cruelty of reality was farther from the truth of what they had expected or assumed to be up against. The first rival student was disemboweled in one fluent movement from the shrouded advisory. Only shock silence fell from the remaining students and their master when they found their comrade laying in half on the ground and blood dropping out from the clothing of their opponent. It all had happened in a flash, but for those that watched closely, the inhumane being had swiped his curved blades through his victims torso to give him ample time to lower and shroud them in his clothing before the body hit the sandy floor.

From there it was a complete bloodbath and the more his destined enemies fell, the further he grew intoxicated by bloodlust. His adrenaline went haywire that day; and he suffered many wounds along his body, but none of them stopped him. Thankfully the only thing he lost in that bout was his cloak, having flung it into an opponent to stall their interference from him hacking apart another’s limbs. What he did to the leader was far more gruesome than the bodies of the students. It was enough to even sicken several of the hunters there. The phantom of ‘Allick’ skewered the mastermind of the plot, just enough to keep him alive, before proceeding in eating his destined prey before the Queen and her hunters.

From then on the Queen gave him a new name and made him her personal pet. There were a few hunters that spoke against this, but those that did later vanished from the Queen’s unit. Gorgrim had proven his skill so far and his loyalty is unquestionable towards the Queen. Live and serve, he doesn’t question his duties nor is he one to hesitate in stepping out on the battlefield when it comes to uprooting other rebels. Gorgrim has killed many that the Queen has directly told him to and boldly enough he has even ignored commands of doing similar from other hunters. There is only one voice he follows and that is Queen Saryana’s.
 
Strengths:
Meelee Prowness: In his former life he was a formidable adversely in both unarmed combat and dual wielding.
Acrobatics: Allick was always a natural acrobatic, in his younger years he was that kid playing out in the wilderness like a wild beast. His time spent in the arena only increased his acrobatics skill. His fighting style heavily relies on the use of various rolls, flips, and also turning the environment(or his opponents) into his playfield.
Throwing:  A later trait that he picked up in his former life, Allick has a tendency to heave a melee weapon into the body of an opponent with deadly accuracy and proficiency.
Spiritual Aptitude: In his new life, Gorgrim can detect things and people holding a hint of magic about them.
Bloodlust: Gorgrim feeds off of it, in the heat of battle he forgoes his feeling of pain, fear, and mercy. He indulges his beastly side and what survivors that may flee the scene will easily recall the horrors of the Queen’s monstrosity.
Weaknesses:
Beserker: Gorgrim is generally sent alone to quell small rebel forces. No one knows what twisted him so, but on the battlefield he becomes a beast unable to distinguish friend from foe once a large amount of blood is shed.  Not to mention he becomes very brutal and extreme in his killings.
Broken Language: His manner of speech and understanding isn’t perfect. He only retains vague memories in his past life and he does have minor knowledge of the meanings to certain things now.
Queen Devote: (If this can be consider a weakness) Gorgrim will outright attack anyone who blasphemous speaks of the Queen or anyone who as blatantly considers themselves to be the Queen. With that in mind, he won’t take orders from anyone other than her, not even the lead hunter has any control over him.
Past Name: He doesn’t like the mentioning of Allick Silverstar and if someone were to confront him with this identity, he might assault them in anger.
Lack of Armor: A small difference from arena life and his new life, although Gorgrim doesn’t limit his body movements with armor. This is both a good and bad thing, the plus side to it is the fact he can easily and freely move and doesn’t have to deal with the limitations upon his body(more flashy acrobatic movements,) the bad of course is that he is practically defenseless.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #77 on: September 18, 2012, 08:08:53 PM »
Sorry for the wait on the Rebel Sage - 80 hours of work in 9 days keeps me rather busy. I will be working on it tonight though.

Also - for the time being please completely disregard the "Lead Hunter" profile I have for Roslyn. I will likely be completely reworking her - or scrapping her all together and coming up with a different lead hunter. My muse just isn't feeling Roslyn in this reboot with the new cast of characters. I think she'll feel to dull, repetitive, and - to be honest - very lacking as a leader.

Our last game had hunters with specific skill sets that weren't exactly fantastic swordsmen or quite so fanatically zealous about the Queen. They all had their own agendas. So Roslyn filled a unique role. I think all of these new hunters have taken up that role in the story - so I'll be figuring out what the plot needs and probably build something around that.

I probably won't get the new hunter up until Thursday or Friday night - but I promise it will be coming.

Anyways... rant over. Notable points are: Rebel Sage coming tonight, Lead Hunter in a couple days.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #78 on: September 19, 2012, 02:48:39 AM »
I'm still interested in making another rebel. I was thinking maybe someone less of a fighter and more of a wordsmith; someone persuasive, good at speaking in public, good at gathering and empowering people under one cause. How does that sound?

That actually sounds very good. Makes for a different aspect. I like it hun!


@Veluux: No worries! I know your work schedule is long and rough. Do what you can, I'll take you as I can get you!
« Last Edit: September 19, 2012, 02:51:50 AM by bubby »

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #79 on: September 19, 2012, 02:34:47 PM »
Can't wait to get started!

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #80 on: September 19, 2012, 07:58:18 PM »
Sorry for the hold up on my profiles everyone. My muse was in a funk yesterday (which is extremely uncommon during my normal writing times). I had to break out of it - and I believe I have. Unfortunately I have a very early day tomorrow - but it is my last day of work for nearly a week. So I should get the Lead Hunter and Rebel Sage out very soon. They're mostly already done - I just need to adjust some things in each of them - with the possibility of a big make-over for the hunter, as I mentioned before. I'll be getting on it when I get home from work tomorrow. PROMISE!

And bubby, thanks. I appreciate the understanding. We'll get this thing kicked off and rocking in the VERY near future! *pounces*

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #81 on: September 20, 2012, 02:26:44 AM »
Sorry for the hold up on my profiles everyone. My muse was in a funk yesterday (which is extremely uncommon during my normal writing times). I had to break out of it - and I believe I have. Unfortunately I have a very early day tomorrow - but it is my last day of work for nearly a week. So I should get the Lead Hunter and Rebel Sage out very soon. They're mostly already done - I just need to adjust some things in each of them - with the possibility of a big make-over for the hunter, as I mentioned before. I'll be getting on it when I get home from work tomorrow. PROMISE!

And bubby, thanks. I appreciate the understanding. We'll get this thing kicked off and rocking in the VERY near future! *pounces*

*Rolls with and purrs against his neck*

I'm just glad you're staying luv.

And yes, we will get this thing kicked off, OFFICIALLY ON SATURDAY!

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #82 on: September 20, 2012, 08:55:18 PM »
Name: Gwyneth Browne

Physical Description: Gwyneth is a vision of femininity and grace. Every strand of her russet hair is in it's place, her pale skin unblemished, her full lips painted to perfection, and her green eyes alight with a passion. She is lithe and of little more than average height, and moves with the elegance of a feline.

Affiliation/Title: Rebel/Rallier

History: Raised to be a lady, Gwyneth is well educated, eloquent, and incredibly amiable. She was always diligent with her studies, never resting until her thirst for knowledge was satisfied for the day, or until her governess pried her books from her hands. One subject of interest for Gwyneth was the Queen herself. For many years, she dug up everything she could on their fearless Queen; her history, the strategies she used to overcome her captors when she was young, her youth and how she clung to it. Every detail there was, every word written about their leader, Gwyneth studied, and her opinion of her solidified. Unfortunately, however, her parents saw the Queen in a different light. They practically worshiped her, but Gwyneth always wondered if it was just to keep up appearances to maintain their reputation in society. Rather than pretending to believe in something she didn't, Gwyneth always kept her opinions to herself and deflected any questions pertaining to the subject to keep her and her family safe.

Gwyneth did have one friend she could always trust with her opinions, however. He'd been her best friend since she could remember and they shared many secrets. But Gwyneth hadn't been the only person he trusted. There were a few people he had mistakenly thought of as friends, but when they learned of his opinions, they turned him in. That evening, she watched the execution of her best friend. Since that day, Gwyneth swore she would use her voice, her words, and anything she had into the rebellion.

Strengths: All of Gwyneth's power lies in her words. She's persuasive and amiable, captivating anyone who gives her a moments time. Her determination is unyielding, and her passion only adds to her cause.

Weaknesses: Her training in any style of combat, though she's had some archery and fencing lessons, she's never faced an enemy to face, nor the possibility of having to take a life.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #83 on: September 21, 2012, 02:40:54 AM »
She's great RipTide! Thanks for making her! In a perfect world I'd get one more female Rebel  ::) to match up peeps better, but at this point I'll take what I can get.

Like I said, Saturday will be the day I get threads made and we can get this ball rolling.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #84 on: September 22, 2012, 01:24:38 PM »
ALLRIGHTALLRIGHTALLRIIIGHT!!!

TODAY IS THE DAY! I'm off to take care of some errands, but after that I intend to spend my next time allotment on E getting this game going with threads!

EVEN THOUGH Veluux hasn't posted his char. *Eyes him* He promised and everything. *Huffs*  ::)

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #85 on: September 22, 2012, 03:32:51 PM »
ALLRIGHTALLRIGHTALLRIIIGHT!!!

TODAY IS THE DAY! I'm off to take care of some errands, but after that I intend to spend my next time allotment on E getting this game going with threads!

EVEN THOUGH Veluux hasn't posted his char. *Eyes him* He promised and everything. *Huffs*  ::)

O.O;;  ... I know, I ish mega sorry. Lot busier weekend then I was expecting. Havent made a single post or profile this weekend. Im away from home to pick up the fam from the airport. So if its tonight it will be late. My profiles are close, they just need some small tweaks. So you can just go off of them for now. Ive still got three more days off. It will get done.

* hides from bubby's painful whip* ^.^;;

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #86 on: September 22, 2012, 03:47:05 PM »
Oh well hell. You have a valid excuse then. *Puts the whip away*

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #87 on: September 22, 2012, 04:39:32 PM »
*breathes a sigh of relief* That thing hurts...

I think I'll just keep Roslyn the way she is - since I already tweaked her profile to accommodate the reboot. I will get to the Rebel Sage tomorrow - but he is mostly the same. Rebel Marksmanship instructor - except he's familiar with all elements rather than wind alone. Also I'm going to be adding a little back story with Nouvie - since we had a good thing going in the last game.'

Bubby you have anything against Nouvie and I reworking our original posts for her element discovery and their first meeting? I was thinking it might be nice to retain some of that work and have them both in a place where Ahltair is freed up enough from working with her to return to the Rebel camp and start meeting the other elementals.

We've talked about it a little bit, but i'm not sure exactly how much Luna wants to keep or scrap. I know she wants to continue along with the dynamic the two already had before. I'll send her another PM and find out.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #88 on: September 22, 2012, 04:58:09 PM »
Behold the game threads!

Everyone, move on over to the OOC Thread to continue game conversation.

Here is the IC Thread. I am more then willing to make other threads if any of you feel them to be warrented.

See you in the OOC to begin discussions!

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #89 on: September 24, 2012, 12:03:09 AM »
FINALLY, FINISHED. Where are we posting these again??




Name: Ahltair Maesson
Title: Rebel Sage

History:
     Ahltair grew up in a small village in the wilderness between the great plains and the vast forested mountains to the far west of Glavnon's Capitol city. He was a very bright, high-spirited, and eerily wise young boy. He was also quite physically gifted, with sharp nerves, and a knack for anticipating things... almost a foresight - though it wasn't quite supernatural. The young boy seemed to pick up just about any task and learn it quickly and perform it with careful and practiced excellence. When he was still quite young, still a few years off from his hunting trial (where boys in his village became men), one of the village's elders approached him.
     This village elder was an outcast and rarely - if ever - was seen among the other elders of the village. Most in the small village claimed the man was insane, or had lost his mind and memory long ago. The old man asked of Ahltair just a simple favor, to bring water to his home from the well in the village and water his garden. Ahltair - a child who never got along with the other children because they all considered him 'weird' decided to accept the task and help the old man. The elder observed Ahltair for the first week or so, then after he began to walk with Ahltair into the village, as well as stand outside by the garden and talk with the boy.
     The elder was not insane, nor had he lost any of his memory... it was just a curtain - hiding his true identity. He was an elemental, one who had lived a very long time - hiding far from Queen Saryana's forces all of his life. He began to share stories of Saryana's early days as Queen - when she was just and honorable. And he shared too her slow fall into decay and corruption. The old man shared every ounce of knowledge he could with Ahltair over the next several years. It wasn't until the day of Ahltair's 'Hunting Trial' that the old man was finally found out - likely because he had been overheard in the town sharing stories about things that were forbidden by law in all the lands of Glavnon.
     When Ahltair had returned to the village form his trial he had found it completely and utterly destroyed. Every building burned to the ground, every person executed - their bodies piled in the burning husk of what once was the town square. A separate pile was made of all the young boys - the Queen's hunters had been searching for him. That was when Ahltair left it all behind - a burning seed for vengeance planted in his heart. He took to the wilderness for several years, living off the land and further developing and applying the knowledge the old man had taught him - forbidden knowledge. Ahltair could physically commune with the four elements... though he could exert no willpower over them. He was not a chosen one.
     Not too many months ago, Ahltair had heard rumor of a rebellion against the Queen forming - and the same night he had a vision of all four elements present and flowing together, pressing back against a dark tide. He understood his calling then and ever since has been an active - though quiet - part of the rebellion, seeking out new elementals before the Queen's hunters found them. To date he has been largely unsuccessful, having discovered many dead - and only one alive: Nouvie - of the Wind.
     Through merit of his own skills, and also by fortune of her raw and undeveloped powers - they have managed to evade the hunters thus far. Moving from place to place, training; while also seeking out the source of any rumors of other elementals. Ones who may join them in their cause against Saryana's wicked tyranny and consumption of the kingdom's life-force itself.

Strengths:
     Ahltair is extremely knowledgeable in living off the land, well versed in hunting both with blade and spear. He is also quite adept with small blades, mostly knives and daggers (the type one might use for hunting), and has deadly accuracy with them. His knowledge and understanding of the elements makes him considerably more formidably than a common soldier. His knowledge of the wind and weather makes him a lethal marksman - both with long range bow, as well as short range thrown blades and other projectiles. He understands the pattern of the wilds and the earth - and is quite adept at using them to keep hidden and evade pursuit from unwanted company.

Weaknesses:
     Ahltair's greatest weakness by far is his extreme hatred for the Queen, for her past transgressions, but mostly for her vicious slaughter of everything and everyone he every held dear. Even hearing about deeds of the Queen will put him in the red, and sighting her... well - if he ever did, he would likely be dead already; having ran straight to his own doom just at a chance to cut her down. Even the thought of doing so brings him a deep sense of satisfaction. He is also quite reclusive and un-trusting - which makes it difficult for anyone to seek him out in a time of need. Ahltair is also at a loss when it comes to understanding how cities and large cultures operate - even despite the knowledge that was passed on to him. He lacks most common social skills and is extremely uncomfortable when speaking to more than one person.


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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Recruiting for Female Rebels)
« Reply #90 on: September 24, 2012, 12:13:16 AM »

Name: Roslyn 'Phoenix' Kindle
Age: 19
Affiliation/Title: Queen's Lead Huntress and Peity Enforcer
Physical Description: 5'7" 129lbs. Crimson Hair, Emerald eyes.


History:
     Roslyn was born a distant descendant of Queen Saryana's tribe; and being so, she paid great care to the histories of her people. As a very young child she was enthralled by the tales of Queen Saryana, both the literary and oral renditions of her heroic deeds. The Queen had been the red-head's hero during those young, formative years, and was held in very high regard by Roslyn. So she watched the woman carefully, admiring how she had the courage to lead, and the bravery to fight, and was also in pure awe of Saryana's elemental power.
     As a young orphan girl who idolized the Queen, she persistently worked at finding a way into the castle, eventually winning over one of the Queen's former bodyguards, who took her in and raised her after he had retired.  Her adoptive 'father' was deeply entranced by the Queen's beauty and power and loved her blindly - though he could never have her. Roslyn's mind became plagued with his amorous fantastical view of her, and eventually Saryana also became her obsession - though more as a role model. As a teenager she began to perfect the ways of sword-fighting and deception, with aspirations to become the Queen's personal bodyguard some day.
     That never ended up happening. Roslyn was so beautiful and had became so stubborn in all of her duties that she quickly flourished as a young hunter - never giving up on her prey and proving consistently capable at getting close enough for the kill on the most cautious of targets. She fights with two standard swords, though her style is unpredictable and mesmerizing and she will do just about anything to gain an advantage in battle.
     She earned the nickname 'Phoenix' after a particularly devilish deed of getting one of her targets to fall in love with her. The man had been too cautious for her to kill him, even in the throes of love... so she faked her own death. The night after the funeral she came to their bedchambers in the guise of her own confused and lost spirit and murdered the dumbfounded man.
     Roslyn eventually garnered a relatively well-respected position as the Queen's Lead Hunter - a title that when mentioned sends a shiver of pleasure down her spine. She makes an adequate leader - though isn't perfectly ideal. She is so bold and confident (perhaps too much) that she zealously takes on any and every task the queen appoints to her personally; making sure the task gets done. Although she is highly unstable and rarely grasps the big picture - she is too relentless and fierce for any of the other hunters to unseat her quiet yet. Any match for superiority she would have no qualms about ending the life of the opponent - even if it took her own death to make it happen. The other hunters fear her - not so much her battle prowess - but more her mental instability.
    The Queen's pet is the only one that does not answer to Roslyn, and Roslyn HATES him viciously for it. She would end the beings life - if it weren't for the fact that he was already dead. And Roslyn would also never attempt to cross her Queen's wishes by putting her own first. So far her hand has been stayed from the task, but no one is quite sure why.
     The red-head's personal hobby of hunting down and slaughtering citizen's that blasheme the Queen has also begun to slowly bleed off onto her fellow hunters. Perhaps they are just taking up her lead... but maybe... they are afraid the ginger might just finally lose it and turn on them for their lack of faith. Who knows?


Strengths:
     Roslyn is very beautiful and frequently uses her looks to seduce people into doing what she wants them to do - men and women alike. She is also a very keen swordsman and has a good knowledge of one on one combat tactics. She's a superb tracker and relentless, and she also has a fierce spirit that seems to make her stronger and sharper than she really should be.

Weaknesses:
     Roslyn's greatest weaknesses stem from her greatest strengths. She is far too stubborn and bold to take any advice from others - aside from the Queen herself. She is so exceedingly relentless and determined that she often gets herself into situations she cannot handle. It is only by pure chance that she has survived those encounters relatively unscathed; but they have made her even more blind to her short-comings.
     That being said, she is also completely oblivious to the Queen's flaws - Saryana sitting on such a high pedestal in her mind that hearing even the slightest negative comment is regarded as madness or blasphemy... Saryana's heroic deeds cemented themselves into Roslyn's mind and she is incapable of seeing evil in the Queen.
     She is also explosively (and near psychotically) emotional when it comes to praise or damning of the Queen's doings. One of Roslyn's personal hobbies is hunting down those who spread rumors about the Queen's wickedness - which is partly the reason that she is so useful to the Queen's inner circle. However, she is so emotionally unstable and unpredictable that she never has - and never will - be allowed into that circle... but the proximity she has already attained makes her content enough.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Still Need Female Rebels!)
« Reply #91 on: September 24, 2012, 01:51:34 PM »
I'd still like at least two more female Rebels. Our wonderful men need some women to play deal with!

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Still Need Female Rebels!)
« Reply #92 on: September 30, 2012, 07:00:59 PM »
I'll be a rebel for you Bubbly.  This looks like great fun.  I'll try to get a character profile up within the next two days for you. 

I so look forward to this!

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (Still Need Female Rebels!)
« Reply #93 on: September 30, 2012, 07:08:50 PM »
*Hugs!!!!!!!*

YAY! There is absolutely no hurry darlin', as at the moment some people aren't quite ready to truly start  yet anyway. But as a Rebel you'll definitely have others to play off of!

Look forward to what you come up with! If you have any questions PM me anytime.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (I need a Fire Elemental!)
« Reply #94 on: September 30, 2012, 09:37:06 PM »
UPDATE[/size]

Unfortunately, due to RL obligations my Fire Elemental had to back out, so I am seeking new applicants. THIS CHARACTER MUST BE MALE!

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Bummer. :(

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (I need a Fire Elemental!)
« Reply #96 on: September 30, 2012, 09:52:47 PM »
I'd be game to try on the Fire Elemental. Could post some ideas tomorrow.

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (I need a Fire Elemental!)
« Reply #97 on: September 30, 2012, 10:05:09 PM »
Be sure to read the first page of this thread so you know what the game entails, and then check out here, http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=152778.0 (our IC thread) to make sure you know the story and what I'm expecting in a character.

If you're still interested after that, go ahead and PM me any ideas you have.

I'm still accepting applicants, this isn't a first come first serve basis!

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Re: Of Earth, Water, Fire and Air (I need a Fire Elemental!)
« Reply #98 on: October 03, 2012, 01:57:33 PM »
Many thanks to bubby for accepting me as the new Fire Elemental. I've already posted his sheet over in the Character Thread, but for completism's sake I'll put it here as well:

The Fire Elemental
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Name: Alazais of Cernon, a.k.a. "Bird"

Physical Description: A gaunt, sinewy youth with dusky skin, a wild tangle of dark greasy hair, large dark eyes and a ready grin. Handsome of feature under his accustomed coating of sweat and grime. Typically attired in a mish-mash of colourful rags and cast-offs, the two items he never parts with are his trusty dagger and a ragged length of red-dyed homespun cloth that he wears tied around his midsection underneath his outer clothing, almost like a prayer shawl.

Affiliation/Title: Associate and informal second-in-command of the "Quayside Almisters," a neighbourhood gang of beggars, thieves and pickpockets in the port city of Cernon. Fire Elemental.

History: A famine that devastated the ancestral province of Alazais' family forced them to follow swarms of other country folk into the cities of Glavnon when he was just a boy of six or seven. Hoping to find some prosperity in dock-work, Alazais' father gambled on the port city of Cernon -- where indeed he proved able to keep food in his family's mouths as a casual labourer, a line of work Alazais' elder brother had followed him into by the age of twelve. His mother supplemented the family income by work as a soothsayer and midwife, and Alazais himself ran the streets, sometimes as a beggar but more often experimenting at casual pickpocketing, burglarly and pranksterism with other boys from their Quayside neighbourhood. His father disapproved of this behaviour -- and in particular of Alazais' enjoyment of the comedic effects of stolen fireworks on crowded public spaces -- but grudgingly tolerated it for the sake of the occasional coins the young boy's exploits brought to the family purse. Every sou was needed; for a poor family, complete uprightness and propriety were luxuries of more prosperous times.

Six years ago, though, it all changed. The times had grown steadily harder, the price of bread going up, riots sweeping repeatedly through the marketplaces, foreign commerce growing sparser and sparser and the demand for casual labourers steadily drying up. Hostilities and feuds begun to multiply among the indigent families of Quayside, drunkenness and despair running riot amongst the men, vicious gossip and petty plotting eating away at the wives. As more and more women turned, to their shame and that of their menfolk, to the last resort of prostitution, envious eyes burned into those wives who even in such hard times were able to keep their virtue. Like Alazais' midwife and soothsayer mother. Voices began to whisper, hard stares to follow her everywhere she went.

Isn't she really a sorceress? some of the gossips said. She'd better keep a sharp eye out. Her Majesty don't brook no rivals.

Keeping a sharp tongue out is what she's doing, others replied. Got opinions about everyone and everything. Thinks she's better than us. That whole family does.

I heard she's really one of them Rebels, other voices embroidered eagerly. Keeps truck with demons, so they say. Says the foul things will make her powerful, prophecies Her Majesty's downfall to them what'll listen.

"Keeps truck with"? exclaimed yet others. You mean "whores herself to"! That's what she does! I known someone who heard it straight from one of their neighbours! All manner of racket from that poor little shack! On her back with her legs spread and a different fiend between them every night, her husband watching on and all!

A low thing, would come the answering mutters, heads shaking. Whoring for sailors and soldiers is bad enough... but doing it for the powers of Darkness... what an awful thing. And all to be able to pretend virtue and hightiness out in the light... what an irony!

One can't help but pity those boys, another might murmur. Those poor boys. They're sweet enough and all.

Hah! others would rejoin. Sweet as rot on a pork rind! That younger one damned near burned down three stalls in the fish market a fortnight ago! Probably got on his mum by some mischief-demon, mark my words!

And so it would go, the rumours swirling thicker and more poisonous by the day. But Alazais lived out his life, oblivious, chasing through the streets with the gang of thieves and beggars that had already been nicknamed the Quayside Almisters. Rough and tumble as his world was, he never dreamed of the malice brewing in his neighbourhood against his family, against his mother. He never knew that someone had eventually denounced his mother as a Rebel sympathizer and occultist; when he came back from his adventures in the streets one day -- after a particularly satisfying fireworks prank played on a procession of holy men -- and found the Queen's Hunters rousting his family in chains from their burning shack, he'd thought it was on account of what he'd just done.

He'd been on the point of rushing forward to try to explain to the hard-eyed Hunters, try to get them to take him instead of them, to tell them his family was innocent... but a last, desperate look of warning from his brother froze him in his tracks, trapped his voice in his throat. It was as if he'd been cast in wax as he watched his family led away. When Alazais finally moved again, it was to dart forward into that smouldering shack, finally emerging -- covered in soot and almost miraculously unburned -- with a scrap of one of his mother's dresses.

The family were never seen or heard from again. No-one in the neighbourhood knows what happened to them, nor speaks of that day. Partly this is because there isn't much time for dwelling on the past; times are only getting harder. Alazais has since reinvented himself as "Bird," the name everyone now knows him by, a charming and hard-bitten cutthroat, burglar and ruffian, his ready wit and glib tongue covering for the hollow anguish that shows every once in a while through his eyes. The innocence of the Quayside Almisters' old escapades has faded. They've long since turned to pimping the girls who'd once accompanied them on their adventures, to luring in the unsuspecting marks before stabbing and robbing them, to breaking in to shops and storehouses and stealing whatever they can carry.

It can't go on forever. The Queen's troops care more about disloyalty than criminality, but eventually they'll stir themselves to roust the Almisters, and the thieves will wind up in the stocks or swinging from a gibbet. All of them know it, and as Quayside rots and each day grows bleaker, Bird seems more and more resigned to his fate. Still... once a while, he can be seen toying with that ragged length of red cloth rescued half a dozen years ago from the ashes of his childhood, his face pensive. As if thinking about, and hoping, for something more.

Strengths: Bird is nicknamed both for his light physique and for his extraordinary swiftness and agility, the way he has of fleeing from a pursuer with such tricky resourcefulness as to seem almost like he's "flying." Sinewy and tough, he's stronger than he looks, but his real assets are his dexterity, his wit, the glib charm and underlying ruthlessness he's learned over his years haunting the streets of Quayside, and his handiness with the trusty dagger that's sliced a few hamstrings, opened a few throats and deterred more than one would-be pederast in its day. He's a sure and nimble climber, a stealthy footpad, and can pick a lock or a pocket with the best of them.

Weaknesses: A child of the streets, Bird is -- to put it mildly -- lacking in the finer social graces. He's fascinated by women but has little experience with anything other than whores, and even that much is limited. The torment and trauma of his family's loss, and his own guilt over it, continues to eat at him, and notwithstanding the old adage "time heals all wounds" it's actually getting worse instead of better: he's plagued by horrible nightmares, and even more worryingly has developed a habit of sleepwalking, waking in strange places with no idea of how he's gotten there or what he's done. Despite his delinquent habits, he was never totally insensible of his father's ideas of decency, and a sense of shame and remorse at what he and his friends have become has driven him toward hopelessness and the taking of increasingly crazy risks.
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