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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 4:06 pm
Not accepting anymore profiles, sorry.
This RP takes place in the fictional continent called Akair, a country that was peaceful until a dark force changed that. The force was the evil king of Nindis, who discovered the Fire Emblem, an evil trinket holding a Dark God. The Laguz country of Sillis, full of both beast and bird tribes, was attacked first, then the Beorc country of Nare. The Reptile country of Ryban has yet to be attacked...
This continent has Laguz, yes, but they are in different forms. No dragons, hawks, or cats. No ravens or herons. No eagles or lions. Instead there are odd Laguz.
arrow The Beast Tribe:
- Wolf
- Tiger
- Rams
arrow The Bird Tribe:
- Falcons
- Gulls
arrow The Reptile Tribe
- Raptors
- Wyvern-like Drakes
- Turtle
The beorc classes remain the same, however.
*Note: Lets try to be something different this time, so lets try not to be assassins, Ventro.
Please use this format when you PM me your profiles:
Gaian Name:
Character Name:
Age:
Class:
Weapon:
Weapon Level:
Inventory:
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2008 4:13 pm
Profiles
Gaian Name: Shale Darksnow
Character Name: Gerik Scalebane
Age: 27
Class: Whisper
Weapon: Daggers
Weapon Level: SS
Inventory: Vulnary, herbs, various knives.
Bio: Gerik grew up in a small village, in the reptile country of Ryban. His village was near the border of Nare, and received many refugees from both countries that were attacked. He hates Beorc, and left after the first few were allowed to settle in the village. He was often shunned for his long canines and deep gold eyes. And the fact that he was Branded. Can't forget that..
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Beorc:
Misc: Gerik tends to be spiteful, and won't bother getting to know Beorc, but will gladly get to know Laguz._____________________________________________________________ Gaian Name: herbblade Character Name: Hope Alari Age: 16 Class: Halberdier Weapon: Lance Weapon Level: S Inventory: Slim Lance, Silver Lance , vulnery, elixer, misc. stuff that people just carry around, misc. stuff that Hope just carries around. Bio: Hope is a Beorc that grew up with the Falcons. She doesn't know why, she just grew up there and was taught her Lance skills by a few of the older Falcons. She left (Country name inserted here) six months ago and has been traveling randomly since. Appearance:  Misc: Is more comfortable with Laguz than Beorc, has a Falcon's knowledge of weather and the skies and what not to eat. _____________________________________________________________ Gaian Name: grievous958 Character Name: Vilu Daskar Age: 213 Class: Raptor Weapon: teeth, claws Weapon Level: ss Inventory: elixir, demi band Bio: Vilu was born in a small village to raptor parents. He lived a peaceful childhood, hunting with his parents and playing with his friends. The village acted mostly as a collective community, and paid taxes as a group. When the village ran short on money and was facing government seizure of all its lands, Vilu went to an arena in a nearby larger city to earn money since he was the biggest and strongest youth. In the arena, he learned that he had an innate speed and focus that gave him the edge over older, more experienced fighters. He turned down an invitation to join the military in order to return to his village. Unlike many of the older villagers, Vilu is friendly toward Beorc. Appearance:  Misc: Laid back and slow to rise to anger, but once you piss him off, Vilu becomes seized by an affliction known as the Bloodwrath that causes him to fight with a berserk energy regardless of wounds until his enemy is destroyed. _____________________________________________________________ Gaian Name: master gaelin Character Name: Gaelin Solas Age: 18 Class: Sword Knight Weapon: Wasol Weapon Level: C Inventory: Elixir Bio: Grew up in (good beorc country.) is now traveling world with Monte (his horse) Appearance: http://herbblade.deviantart.com/art/Gaelin-81283008 _____________________________________________________________ Gaian Name: mjross777 Character Name: Iggy "Igs" Zimmerman Age: 23 Class: Hero Weapon: Sword Weapon Level: E-A Inventory: Silver Sword, Killer Edge, Wind Edge, Vulnerary Bio: Iggy was born to a mercenary father and mother, in the country of Nare, who both ended up being slaughtered on a mission for king Nindis to the country of Sillis where the ram tribe murdered half of their merc. group leaving the other half to tell the tale, Iggy grew up with a swords master from the merc group, named Darren, Even with igs' disability Darren was able to teach Iggy to become awesome at using swords to the point the student surpassed the teacher. Iggy is now 23, leader of the same merc. group his parents started and now he is on a mission to protect Ryban Appearance:  Misc: Igs is blind but has super sharp hearing to the point of telling who it is that is stepping toward him but he has to have known said person around 5 months to recognize their exact person -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Gaian Name: Selena616
Character Name: Alice Lee Kennedy
Age: 17
Class: Wyvern Lord
Weapon: Sliver Lance
Weapon Level: SS
Inventory: Spear, Hand ax, Elixir.
Bio: Alice was born in Nindis. Her father was a General in service of the King. Alice and her mother, who was a retired Wyvern Lord, after she was injured during a battle, lived at home breeding Wyverns. At age seven Erin decided to follow in her mothers footsteps and partnered with her mount Nicolai. They have been together ever since and have developed such a strong bond that they can talk to each other. At age 13 Alice joined the Nindis Militia and rose though the ranks becoming her Father’s daughter. However when The King went mad, Alice’s father attempted to reason with him and was killed. Alice’s family was branded a traitor and her mother killed before Alice arrived to fight. That day Alice and Nicolai abandoned there ‘traitorous’ last name and their country and are flying solo. Alice coined the last name Lee Kennedy from her parent’s first names.
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Alice and Nicolai (Wyvern) Nicolai (Human)
Misc: Some say that there might be more to Nicolai then meets the eye, he is very protective of Alice and will not stand to see her harmed. Alice says it’s his fault they can mentally talk to each other. _____________________________________________________________ Gaian Name: Wolfdaemon
Character Name: Anius
Age: 43
Class: Wolf
Weapon: Fangs, claws
Weapon Level: SS
Inventory: Elixir
Bio: His childhood is a blur to Anius. For most of his life he has wandered, staying with a few beorc families to keep alive. He may act tough, but all he wants is to be accepted.
Appearance: Laguz
Misc: He is rarely in human form since he does not have a beorc weapon to defend himself with
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Gaian Name: Shale Darksnow Character Name: King Sarde Age: 100? Class: King of Nindis Weapon: Dark Magic Weapon Level: SS Inventory: False Fire Emblem, Verrine, other kingly stuff. Bio: Not much is known about the mad king, except for his urge to kill is large, and he was obsessing over the Fire Emblem. Appearance:  _____________________________________________________________
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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 9:08 pm
The family ran through the forest, fear gripping their minds and hearts. They were relieved when they crossed the border into Ryban, they were safe from Sillis. The small group rested, hoping to catch their breath when the youngest, a small girl, heard a rustling in the thick foliage. "Mommy, what's that sound?"
The mother's answer was never heard, as a large creature leaped from the foliage, scaring the group. The creature's tail stood straight out, about six feet in length, dark blue feathers ran down its spine; from the tip of the tail to the head, ending in a small crown of larger feathers just above the eyes. The deep green eyes seem human, but at the same time, they were full of primordial instinct, that of rage and bloodshed. The teeth, short and jagged, rimmed the bloodstained mouth, the canines, if you can call them that, were longer than the others by at least three inches, the four sharp fangs dwarfing the other teeth, like an adult would dwarf a child. Both long, muscular arms ended in a three finger hand, the claws long and sharp. But the most terrifying aspect of the raptor-like beast was the two long curved claws protruding from its feet, the wicked knifes were about eight inches long. These clawed feet were attached to muscular legs, built for speed and power.
"Gerik, stand down! Let them pass." A muscular man brushed aside a large fern, his gaze transfixed on the raptor.
"Yes sir." Gerik growled, shifting into his Beorc form. The scales turned into flesh, and the feather crest turned into a head of dark blue hair, covering the eyes, which remained somewhat unchanged. The long canines became shorter, but still larger than the rest of the teeth, giving the young man the look of a vampire when he opened his mouth. The clothes formed on the muscular form at the same time that the skin did, the shirt stopping short of the man's navel, and the tan pants covered with buckles, belts and pouches. At his hip, Gerik had a dagger, adorned in feathers. His hateful gaze remained on the family.
"Gerik, leave now."
"Fine." He turned and trudged into the deep jungle, hate emanating from his soul. Damn Beorc. I don't see why we have to help them. It is their own fault for that godforsaken medallion. Gerik thought, drawing his dagger and slicing a large fern from its stem. I swear i will kill the next one i see.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:56 am
Hope walked through thorest quietly, listening to the random noises of the morning- CRASH. She didn't turn around, and as expected, a large dog bounded up to her side and walked nex to her, panting.
"Benvolio... What were you after this time??" She noticed a slinter in his mouth and guessed squirell. "Oh hold on, now I have to take this out. Ben, you really are a moron sometimes."
Still, she smiled, her short blue hair not hiding it at all.
She had decided to sleep in that day, it was the 'auditions' for the King's Guard, which she generally had no part in, being Beorc. "HEY! Wings!" Hope groaned and rolled over. It had to be Meryl ((No I couldn't resit... She won't be around much though)), she was the one who had coined the nickname 'Wings' for whatever reason.
Her door was locked so she should be safe... "WINGS!! Hurry up!! I've got a surprise or you!" The singsong voice changed into a more business like tone. "And his royal hugeness wants you, apperantly you're a good judge of character and some of the recruits look a little shifty. Personally I don't see the problem, it's not like he couldn't take any of them down if they-"
She ignored the rest and changed, grabbing her lances and unlocking the door.
"Ready."
"Good, come on." They went to the large balcony that served as the fighting arena. Meryl dragged her past the King, ignoring his protests/confusion. "We'll be right back, calm down!" OK, not completely ignoring. "AARON!! Where's the thing??"
Suddenly a small but large ball of fur crashed out of a nearby stockroom, followed by a pessimistic looking Falcon. Meryl seemed to overcome the urge to hit him and turned to Hope. "We found him in the woods when we were on morning patrol, and couldn't leave the poor thing. So we thought, who could look after a poor little wingless creature and make sure it would be perfectly happy and stuff? And duh, kind little Wings who always looks kind of lonely when I go on patrol popped into mind! So heres ya go. We think he's mostly wolf with some sheepdog in him. We named him Benvolio after a guy in Aaron's favorite tragedy thing. One of the guys who's not completely crazy I might add. I just wanted to call him Crash, but I guess this works better..." She grinned her non-dangerous grin and picked up the already-huge puppy and handed him over to Hope. "Play nice! Now, lets go and see what his Kingship wants."
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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 9:23 am
Gerik was glad to be a loner. He's been one since day zero, when he almost literally left his mother's womb running.He wasn't one to make friends, nor was he one to 'play' with others. The other raptors almost shunned himfor his unique appearance, but this never bothered him, for all he had to do was yawn or bare his teeth and the others ran away, scared.
"Oh, Gerik. How many times must i tell you? Getting a marking hurts."
"I know, Serren. Now just give me one." Gerik was sitting on a chair, his arms crossed, and his foot tapping the ground.
"Okay, then." The old woman went to work on his arm, the gold ink almost blending into his skin tone. When she was finished, Gerik payed her and left, not bothering to hear her warnings about infection. He shifted, and began to hunt his next victim, a large cow...
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 11:45 am
Hope wished she was an archer or something for a few seconds.
That rabbit WANTED to be eaten and she couldn't do it!! Because she couldn't get it with a sword--
Hello, idea.
She had learned from the Falcons that being underprepared was a crime worse than... Well something between stealing from the Guard and murder. Either way, bad. She had a few knives on her that could easily become...
She threw one, feeling smart.
And missed.
"Well, now I feel stupid AND hungary. Ben, get the bunny!" He looked at her and gave her a doggy-pant-grin. "NO BEN! Buh-ney!!"
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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 11:49 am
Gerik pounced, his fangs digging into the cow's neck, his toe claws gutting the cow, who mooed in agony. He twisted his head, snapping the cow's neck, and began to feast, his head becoming stained in the cow's blood.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 2:33 pm
Vilu was outside his village, hunting. He saw a pretty big cow. Excellent. Mom's always glad for a good steak. I'll grab it. As he moved towards position, a raptor with a blue feather crest streaked out of cover and executed a perfect kill on the cow. Dammit! Where did he come from? As the other raptor was gorging himself on the cow, Vilu stepped out from cover and walked over to the carcass. "That was a good kill, friend. You know, I've never seen a raptor like you before. Where are you from?"
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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 3:11 pm
Gerik growled. "I do not believe that to be any of your business." He turned and left, leaving the carcass where it was, blood dripping from his muzzle. Some are too friendly. He thought, shifting as he wiped blood from his face. He drew his dagger just in case the guy followed him, slightly satisfied by his earlier kill.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 3:49 pm
More non-contact-with-others randomness!
Hope jumped from the tree and stuck her spear into a quail. Weird birds, but pretty big and very tasty. Except now she had to start a fire and cook the stupid thing...
Oh well, food.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 3:52 pm
"Oh that's nice. What an a*****e," Vilu said aloud to himself. Oh well. I'll just return to the village.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 5:41 pm
Gerik sheathed his dagger, satisfied with the turn of events. "Now time to find a nice place to nap." He sighed, jumping into a tree and relaxing against a branch.
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Shale Darksnow Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 5:52 pm
Gaelin was riding through the forest when he herd someone yell " get the bunny ben!" So he started riding towards the noise.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 5:58 pm
Hope was drooling over the fire when she heard the noise.
Crap! And just when it was almost done... *cries*
She grabbed the pretty much done meat and her bag and Ben immediatly heeled as she headed into the woods.
After putting out the fire, duh.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 6:28 pm
"all he found was a burnt out fire and Footprints!
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