For The Crown (A Political Conquest Game ~ Still Recruiting!)

[ArtemisHighmore]

So this is what I have. Thoughts?

Artemis' Yelap Character

The Basics
Name: Ashkii Anohaima
Age: 52
Sex: Male
Orientation: hetero
Role: Yelap Lead Councilman
Player: ArtemisHighmore

The Look
Height: 6’0
Weight: 180lbs
Hair: Black with lines of grey
Eyes: Brown
Skin: Tan
Anything else: pierced ears, long, pale scar along his left hip.

The story
Likes: pondering, carving, smoking, peace
Dislikes: Arrogance, war, power hungry people
Personality: Though Ashkii was considered a strong warrior in his younger years, bloody and savage war has taught him to desire peace above all things. Slow and purposeful with everything he does, Ashkii has been called lazy and useless, even a coward in times of war, but his thoughtfulness has usually won over the majority of the council, his calm words helping to bring peace over blood. Even though he had issues with the people outside his nation, he has been a leading voice in improving trade, hoping to bring about a better livelihood for all the Yelap people.
Habits: Often found carving, his pipe in his mouth and a ring of smoke about his head.
Skills: Carving, fighting, trade.
History: Ashkii was born into a time of violence, the peoples of the Yelap nation raging against each other in bids for power. Some would come to suggest that it was outside forces that had stirred the tribes, foreigners seeking their resources and trade routes. Others would say it is the nature of all man to attempt dominion over another. For these reasons, Ashkii’s memories of his youth are a random collection of blazing houses, fleeing in murky water, and hearing the screams of the helpless. Near his tenth year of life, his father, along with a group of elders tired of the fighting, managed to gather the tribes together for a series of peace talks, explaining the long term damage that would be done if the warring continues. After nearly two decades, peace had found its way back to Yelap.

All good things must come to an end. Near his twenty-fifth year, war would again break out among the Yelap tribes. It started in the east, sweeping across the forests and swamps like a horde of locust, the tribes either submitting or fleeing. At first the council, the group that had brought peace and held it together, was hesitant to use force, attempting instead to again seem talks of peace. Ashkii was part of the war party that was finally dispatched, who would meet the raging tribes in the Wewoka Swamp. During the battle it was revealed that the tribes had been supported from the outside again, a number of the warriors carrying weapons Foreign to Yelap. This revelation would cause Yelap to shrink into itself, hiding itself away deep amongst the misfiled swamps.

Years later, with his father ready to step down from his seat, Ashkii took part in the three trials of Yelap, desiring to take his father’s seat at the behest of his father. The first two trials, survival and naviagation amongst the swamps were easy enough, the hard lessons of his youth having made such things a necessity. It was during his third trial, the hunt for an alligator, that Ashkii would earn the ragged scar upon his hip. Thinking that he had the beast cornered, he had gone in for the kill, only to be shocked by it’s sweep, powerful jaws narrowly missing taking his leg, though the left their mark just the same. Knocked off his feet, he felt the creature close in for the kill. Without being able to see he attacked, his desire to live overriding everything as he fought in the murky water. Somehow he managed to come out on top though he was battered and bloody for his efforts. Left with a limp, Ashkii new he would never fight as well as he had, instead devoting his attention to upholding peace and creating prosperity.

[Inerrant Lust]

It is a shame that he is so virtuous. I rather like old/young pairings...

[Juggtacular]

I like him.

[AngelicBlade]

He seems respectable, so I like him.

[ArtemisHighmore]

Haha, I am glad he is being met with such approval.

[AngelicBlade]

Kinda curious Nikki, the Minor roled character's like mine, is he going to have a reason to go to the gathering? Or am I just gonna chill out in Theiri?

[LimitlessNikkie]

Everyone will be going to the gathering.

[AngelicBlade]

Everyone will be going to the gathering.

Alrighty, thanks for clearing that up, I was curious.

[DarkRose15]

Respectable old man FTW!

[Juggtacular]

Whenever he and Baldimere meet up, he can go. "Back in my day"

[DarkRose15]

*Lenally listens in but pretends to be bored, having great respect for her elders but also seeking to prove herself*

[Juggtacular]

*will spar and dance with Lenally whenever she wants*

[DarkRose15]

If dance means fight she's in! She hates being ladylike

[Cerigo]

Prince of Caokin, Reporting in for approval. Open to prior character relationships and always remember the first one is free.

<-- This smiley face is apparently required according to Dancing Flower.

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The Basics
Name: Theilin
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Role:  Prince of Caokin, Spymaster
Kingdom:Caokin
Player:Cerigo

The Look
Height:6’1
Weight:180
Hair: Brown, slightly curled, long
Eyes: Blue
Skin: Almost tanned
Anything else: (i.e piercing, tattoos, anything unique to you)

The story
Likes: Dominant Sex, Closet Romantic, Art, See O/Os
Dislikes: Chaos, Disorder, Surprises, Being the last to know, Tied up, Loosing control
Personality: There is a whisper among the courts of those that have witnessed the cold rage of Prince Theilin but it is nothing but a whisper of a rumor for one simple reason. The enemies of the prince or his family often do not last long within the land of the living. He seldom suffers a fool without retribution and those closest to him can only describe him as cold, distant, logical, and extremely frightening.
Habits: Constantly drawing in a small book, the images are often encoded with insights or parts of his plans.
Skills:Master Alchemist, Trained Duelist, Lip Reading, Eidetic Memory, Poisoner
History:
Born second of the union of the Great and Immortal Queen of Caokin, Theilin was content within the shadow of the heir to a throne that would never be passed down. It was in youth that he learned that the light of rule was seldom the place where power truly resides. They were often bound by protocol or the very laws that they have helped pass. He was raised within the royal halls training in the arts that would forever shape his life alongside his siblings.

It started with the art of alchemy but the prince had a voracious appetite for the intellectual pursuits. There was no subject that he did not devour and while he followed the same courses that the others did he went above and beyond the required learning. There was no subject that was considered taboo in his studies and Theilin was one of the few alchemist that plumbed the mysteries of death. One of the few that perfected the art of passing the body and soul onto the next life in various ways. Some were indescribable pain while others thanked them as they passed. Such gifts came with a hefty price, with his keen mind and deadly precision he was picked for a further training. The true legacy of the Kingdom of Caokin, not the alchemist arts but of the network that stretched out far and wide.

The training sharpened his mind until it was a knife in of itself. He poured over the countless reports and shaped the very lives of those around him while they never had a clue who or what he was. The shadow of his power expanded and stretched far and beyond that of a simple prince that was destined to never rule. Yet after all of his manipulations and scheming, of bringing great nations together he became a victim of his own plans.

With the memories of the great betrayal still fresh in the minds, words proved next to nothing compared to that of action. There would be a sacrifice required and while the heir was too valuable to give up he did the only thing required. He stepped up and decided to be married. It would cement the bond of the nations and bring much needed trade and above all a pathway for his power to grow beyond the confines of the official boundaries of their great nation.

[Flower]

Smiles make everything better, except when being tortured in a non-smexy way. 

Warning: Below is a Game of Thrones gif, I don't believe it's a spoiler but if you're not caught up then maybe you shouldn't click it.

case and point

[DarkRose15]

*pounces Flower*

[Flower]

Hey Roseykins! 

[DarkRose15]

Allo Allo!

[AngelicBlade]

Hrm, something seems... different about E, can't put meh finger on it though...

[ArtemisHighmore]

So many changes! xD

[MasterOfMyFate]

If dance means fight she's in! She hates being ladylike

Alistair is up for throwing hands... and clothes.

[Juggtacular]

Dance does indeed mean fight. And the prince has called first "dance". 

[DarkRose15]

Dancing with two men at the same time? It might get complicated....

[LimitlessNikkie]

Rosey sandwich!

[DarkRose15]

*blushes* Oh my....