[CHAR] Nocturne

[Verse Zero]

My Character (more will follow)

Name: Amelia
Titles: Duchess of Transylvania, The Elder Princess (not to her face)
Race: Vampire (Elder)
Age: Over 700 years old but allegedly over 800.
Physical Appearance: (If you don't have an image or simply wish to add more detail)
Biography:
Not much is known of Amelia in her early life. Her history only accurately beginning after the founding of Nocturne, of course even then the Vampire Elders did much to rewrite history in their own image, so even then much may be conjecture or outright lies. Much of her history is told in the Annum Vampirum and the Annals of Nocturne.

In the Annum Vampirum which gives a timeline of her life states she was born in the 'Old World' and was one of the original Vampire Elders. Helping lead the Vampire race and their newfound Human allies into driving back the hordes at their doors. Helping found Valeria and ultimately forming Nocturne. Personality wise Amelia is well received by Vampires and Humans alike. Being held as beautiful and just in her duties. Able to lead men into battle but not much into politicking. Caring little for legislation but will take Court cases should they fancy her.

Amelia is also the only Elder to be the head of a Province. Holding the title of Duchess of Transylvania and as such is usually engaged in protecting the Eastern Frontier and prosecuting campaigns into the endless wilderness there. At the start of the role play Amelia is the reigning Vampire Elder for the last thirty-three years.

Being the only female Elder her hand in marriage is much sought after, and the tale of many a minstrel.

Additional Information:

As the Duchess of Translyvania she has control over its military forces. The Athanatoi or Deathless Ones is the military order dedicated to her.
Athanatoi Warrior

If a Provincial Lord
Name of Province: Transylvania
Name of Provincial Capital: Drakenberg
Population: 125,000
Military Size: 10,000
Military Info: The Athanatoi prefer to fight as heavy infantry, cavalry, and missile troops organized into companies of 100-250 warriors.
Economy Info: Transylvania is economically mediocre with its primary industry being mines and woodworking. Most of its people outside of Drakenberg live in small hamlets and villages.

History/Information of Province:

Transylvania is the Easternmost province of the Realm of Nocturne. Bording Magyan to the West and Balkora to the South-West. To the East it is bordered by the Kingdom of Rumova while its Northern marches give way to the Ukrainian plains and the mutant tribes that call those lands home. Border raids and sorties from the provinces military are commonplace. Though the Mountains provide a natural barrier they are not impervious. The mountain passes must be watched and while the communities in the Carpathians are few and far between they are a hardy bunch. Often the first line of defense should a foe seek to penetrate the mountains and enter the Transylvanian basin.

Transylvania's provincial capital is the City of Targon Minas (former Targu Mures), population of 28,000, and situated within the Transylvanian basin. It is from here that the provincial government reigns in Amelia's stead when she is not present. As such the Province can be seen as a Oligarchy made up of appointed officers while Amelia is away, and then transitioning into a feudal monarchy when she is present and reigning as Duchess.

Transylvania, before Nocturne, was a land of vast forests giving way to snowy mountains. It's people scarce and constantly at war with the beasts of the forests. When the Elders took power and began building Valeria, they also expanded Nocturne. In the Provinces own history Amelia led an army of Nocturne into the Transylvania and drove the beasts from the forests. The people in joy crowned her as their overlord. A more fanciful story is that Amelia alone wandered into Transylvania, and following the call of a raven climbed the highest mountain. Slayed the Dragon Durogast, and with that deed the land bent to her will, proclaiming her Lord of all Transylvania.

[Claw2k11]

I have decided to send this to you first so that I do not clutter the thread should this be not good enough. Well, is it good enough?



Name: Alenios
Titles: Count of Sibiu, The Bloody Count(much to his pleasure)
Race: Vampire (First Generation)
Age: 680 years old
Physical Appearance: (If you don't have an image or simply wish to add more detail)
Biography:

Alenios, also known as the Bloody Count in Nocturne for his rather bloody way of killing his enemies, is the current count of Sibiu and has been for the past 33 years, being appointed as Count at the same time that Amelia was appointed as Duchess of Transylvania, most likely thanks to her own influence as an Elder Vampire.

Before being appointed as Count of Sibiu, there was little historical information on this First Generation Vampire other than him being one of her closest bodyguards and advisers during the conquest of the province. However, it was as soon as he became count that he showed who he truly was. While in court he is as refined as one can be with all the mannerisms of a nobled, on the battlefield he is a Vampire who wants nothing more than to achieve the complete destruction of Amelia's enemies and by extension, his enemies.

Thanks to this attitude, he always accompanies Amelia on her campaigns outside the province and commands quite a large amount of troops to crush all her enemies in her name. In Nocturne he is both respected and somewhat feared by other lords and counts, human or otherwise, though humans tend trust him a whole deal less for his brutality in war.

However, what people have questioned about him often is his loyalty towards Amelia, not that he lacks said loyalty, is that he is too loyal to her, if such a thing ever existed. And Amelia repaid his loyalty in kind, he is now her most trusted count and adviser when it comes to matters of war and a very close friend of hers. Her trust towards him is great enough for people to even spread rumors that the two are actually secretly lovers, much to his amusement.

Additional Information:

As the Count of the border county of Sibiu, a great deal of fighting is to be done here, resulting in his regular troops to be more experienced than their counterparts in other sides of Nocturne.

Province/County

Name of Province: Sibiu
Name of Provincial Capital: Sibiu
Population: 15.000
Military Size: 2.500
Military Info: Alenios' elite, called the Blood Guard are formed mostly of light cavalry and heavy infantry regiments with a few archers put in more for support than for actual battle. All of the men in the Blood Guard must have vampire blood - no matter how much - in order to be able to join the Blood Guard. They are usually split into regiments of 250 men each.
Economy Info: The city of Sibiu is one of the few more industrial cities of Transylvania, as the bordering mountains provide the city with many minerals such as cooper and iron and even a few silver and gold deposits, making the small city quite rich compared to several cities from the province. As in the case with the rest of Transylvania, most of the lands around the city are mostly villages and hamlets, with one or two small castles and military outposts dotting the borders of the county.

[Fetzen]

Name: Hatuum
Titles: Officially none. Inofficially however he has earned himself the nickname of 'The Phantom'
Race: Human
Age: 35
Physical Appearance: One can easily see that he's unusually pale for a human being and his eyes look somewhat strange. Yet there are no fangs and no fur is sprouting during a full moon. What appears to be quite altered or randomly mutated in his bloodline however are the portions of the genome controlling growth: At more than eight feet while still maintaining a very well visible heap of muscular bulk, he's rather unmistakable.
The clothing/armor shown in the picture should not be taken as a precise reference to how he dresses. Given his job, Hatuum can appear in many different things. Usually it's the one that fits the situation he wants to confront himself with best.

Biography: Hatuum's short history can be tracked back to a small region in the Alps, roughly at the point where the provinces of Westmark, Tyrstria and Veiern meet each other. It has not yet been possible to pinpoint his true origin, but this is the area where the first sighting of him has been confirmed. Given the medieval stage of development, not everybody carries around a passport and a bunch of legal documents which are forgery-proof - and he has proven to be quite elusive and able to go around guard posts.

This is no accident. His profession is not exactly what an 'ordinary' man would do: Hatuum's an assassin. While he behaves like a submarine for most of time, there are secret ways to make him surface. Ways spread only by rumor and reserved for the rich and powerful. He's far beyond working for everyone. It makes it even harder to acquire his helping hand. He knows that the count, duchess or other person of noble rank calling for him today could very well be the one whose court he has spread terror in sometime before. Who knows on which list of suspects someone has put him on ?

It is also the reason why his region of interest spreads across the entirity of Nocturne. The less frequent one returns to the same region, the better. Basically he's always on the search for the most promising contract. Hatuum's time on earth is comparatively limited - he has the intention to make as much glory out of it as possible. He doesn't control any kind of army, but on the smaller scale of a locked room he can be considered a one man variant of it.

[MadCowful102]

Sheet

Name: Zamasp
Titles: No formal titles exist besides the grandiose racial slurs along with the faltering titles given by the various survivors, of course.
Race: Saharaan (Mutation)
Age: 30
Physical Appearance: The scales seen are suppose to be more yellow and orange. There are various scrap metals on Zamasp.

Appearance

Biography:
Most people within the lands of Africa have heard of a mutated freak within the desert. Some even say this supposed freak is that of a giant lizard but nobody truly knows. The very idea of a mutated freak stem from the various rumors that spread from the now crazed and few survivor from these seemingly random attacks. While the attacks often happen from those who dare enter into the less travel regions or trying to assault the traveling Saharaan. The true stories of these rumors are unknown to all but one that alive, yet the stories are spun upon a wheel that simply comes out as a strange mutant, a folk tale, and idle gossip but in reality the truth is more sinister.

The so called story of Zamasp is but a simple tale of the hunters becoming the hunted. For when Zamasp was born he was different from the rest of his kind, the Saharaan, yet most saw this simply as tall tale and never took it fully. None the less, his parents did care for him till that very fate day when the hunters came. For what was left of anyone and anything within the group is now simply dust, yet Zamasp lived. For Zamasp holds his rage against the various fortress cities, humanity, and the raiders who dared ruined his very life, for he will make them all pay.

[Blubaron45]

Amiartys Internelli

"Sometimes by losing a battle will you find a new way to win a war."

Basic Information

Name: Amiarys Internelli
Title/Occupation: Noted Warrior dubbed "Sword of the North", Mercenary Company Founder of the Northern Swordsmen, retired adventure, farmer.
Age: Around 127 years old.
Place of Birth: Empire of Tyrhenia, in modern day Calabria.

Occupational Information

Mercenary Company Name: the Northern Swordsmen
Members: 22
Detailed Description of Members: All members of this group are specialized swordsmen and are proficiently trained in Archery, Calvary, and Unarmed Conflict as that is the core prerequisites to joining.

Biography and Physical Appearance

Physical Appearance Description:

It is by no doubt that Amiartys is a handsome man as he consists of ancient Italian features. He has a board face consisting of sharp facial features to compliment his vampiric appearance along with having light pale skin. He has long, messy hair that flows own from his face that turned grey when he was in his thirties. He is a thin, though well-built man of average height.

Short Biography:

Amiartys was born in what was once known as Calabria, Italy, born to a young, beautiful mother and drunken, absent, hundred-year-old father and was also the youngest of five children. His entire youth was spent being primarily raised by his nurturing mother and strong-willed brother, Emeraccho, who led the household in his father's absence. Or, at least believed himself to be. This isn't to say that the father, Bellrys Internelli, was not absent in the household out of choice. Rather, he was a travelling business man, often visiting the ports miles from home and returning to count his gatherings before drinking his troubles away. For he was a Internelli and thus an inherited businessman while at the same time - the epitome and living embodiment of what many considered an Internelli: he was intelligent yet indolent, avoidant yet cautious when need be, humble yet never admitting to defeat. One defeat, most notably, was the most devastating blow he had ever taken which is one main inclusive reason to why Bellrys began to drink to start with.

Though he was not born of an illustrious, or even lower born noble family, the Internelli family was quite well-to-do being neither wealthy, nor part of the lower-serfdom. The family had been, for hundreds of years, brought up into fine residential households and had possessed a handful intelligent and educated members of the household name. Some may say that this would bring up a breed of spoiled children, though despite this, Marae was a discipline yet gentle woman who would easily bring her children to calming consolation and kick the behind of her sons by tip of a boot if need be. It is reasonable that he grew to be 'correct' as many of people of the town would call the children of the Internelli family. Their father would often come home, ready to be greeted happily by his children as reassured by the mother of the household and lecture them on the importance of running a business which Amiartys would grow to despise.

A commodore of the Empire of Tyrhenia had inherited by fortune, a flood of incoming revenue due to the port he owned just years before it had become a main fishing port and tourist attraction though it not had originally been his own land. For the land once belonged to Bellrys the businessman of the Internelli family, who sought to sell the land due to a loss of income and what he considered to be a 'useless land', not realizing the man was standing on top of the soon-to-be-built port of a large, enriching coast of the infamous attraction.

As he grew into a 'man', which he considered to be a age 15, Amiartys left home to live on his own and considered himself a loathsome burden to his family. Insisting to stay, his mother persuaded him to stay around the area he grew up in and became a recruit in the infamous, yet smaller version of the mercenary company known as 'The Men of the Scarlet Coats' which was just a few ten miles from where he was born. It was there that he would abstain from his predisposed and unwanted succession into business by his father and become a soldier to fight the Emperor's wars for money. Though he did not wish to participate in his father's business, he did vow to never miss and opportunity the same way his father once did.

Over the course only three years, Amiartys was often sent with his colleagues to ward off the many hordes of opportunistic raiders living in the North of Nocturne where he was later established in a larger Scarlet Coat hang-out based there. Often writing and sometimes visiting home, Amiartys honed his skills as a notable warrior. To make a rather long story short, Amiartys would later jump from one guild or mercenary company to the next, often making his fortunes in the killing of anyone on the condition of meeting a certain price for their heads.

Although fighting for years, Amiartys's infamous career did not begin until he was about 80 years old where he then would become known as the "Sword of the North" as dubbed by the nobles of Nocturne and around the known world. He was involved in many battles and wars, particularly against raiders who antagonized him as their arch nemesis and was recently involved with the siege of Prague in which he served as one of the leaders in that battle. He is not the best swordsman in the world, though he has the skills sufficient enough to earn him his name. He is a brilliant strategist and tactician who is fully capable of leading men into a successful battle while standing his own ground. In the years following the siege of Prague, Amiartys established his own small mercenary company known as the Northern Swordsmen.

[Ezekiel]

Name: Anriette Argentine (Du'lac)
Titles: Envoy of the Aquatayne Embassy, owener of the Argentine Trading Company.
Race: Lycanthrope
Age: 27
Human Form:
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Lycan Form:
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Biography:

The name Argentine is a (relatively) young, but well known name across the Mediterranean and its surrounding nations. Beginning in the Occitan states in the previous generation as what could essentially be described as a 'polite' racketeering ring, the Argentine Trading Company arose out of the profits made through 'protecting' the warehouses of those merchants willing to pay. Soon most ports in the Western Mediterranean had a least a passing presence of the growing network.

Its owner, Gilliam Argentine, went from a rather rough around the edges mob boss, to a respected trader overnight, often using his knowledge of the maritime underbelly to ensure he didn't fall afoul of the same tricks her had used to get himself into position. While many found his rise to power to be unsavoury, and thus avoided him for this reason, even those who questioned his morality could hardly have guessed that the man was in fact a Lycan, heralding from the wilderness to the North. With only a single daughter, few expected the company to last long beyond his eventual death, slain it what can best be described as internal company politics. That daughter, however, proved far more efficient and ruthless then would be expected. Within the year all those who might have had a role in her father's death had joined him, despite their previously prominent positions, with relatively little damage to the company. This minor setback was more then equalled by Anriette's desires to expand the business, pushing into markets across the sea. The sigil of a a silver mermaid clutching an 'A' can now be seen, in some form, across the known world.

This was not the end of her ambitions however, Anriette looked to surpass her father not just in terms of business, but also social movement. Four years ago, she orchestrated her own marriage into the noble, but increasingly cash poor house of Du'lac, first cousins to the crown of Aquatayne. Rather then revel in such a position, as one might, she instead used her new position to take a position as an envoy for the Ambassadors of Aquatayne, to provide yet another post from which to improve her position. Having served within the Aquatayne Embassy to the Empire of Konstantia for a year, she has now been transferred to Nocturne, a situation she finds, in private, more than a little bit amusing.

Despite her efficient and ambitious ways, Anritte is actually quite a personable individual, enjoying the finer elements of life, charming and easy to get on with, she develops a wide circle of friends where ever she may be, friendships often genuinely won, and then later called upon to benefit the young lady in some way. Softly spoken, with a somewhat girlish nature, despite her position many still do not fail to underestimate her.

The Argentine Trading Company:

Primarily focusing on territory in what was modern France and Spain, the Argentine Trading company sponsors routes across the sea, involved in both bulk and luxury trading, with increasing inroads into Africa. Roughly 20 ships of varying size can attest to be directly owned by the company, while several hundred could be sponsored at any one time. Increasingly, however, the Company makes money as a middle man, buying goods from other traders before selling them on to buyers across the scope of their network.

[Blubaron45]

Arielle Dryell

"Though life is simple, everyone will naturally intend on making it difficult."

Basic Information

Name: Arielle Dryell
Title/Occupation: Baroness, House of Dryell.
Age: 31 Years Old.
Place of Birth: Nocturne, Duchy of Transylvania, Barony of Dyrell.
Current Residence: Nocturne, Duchy of Transylvania, Barony of Dyrell, Castle Lune.

Title Status Information

Title: Baroness, Head of Household to the Barony of Dyrell. Sworn Sword to the Head of Household of the Duchy and Providence of Transylvania, Vassal to the Elders of Nocturne.
Barony Population: 13,000
Military Population: 4,546
Military Population Information:
- 1,219 Able-Bodied Nobles, Knighted: Serve as Heavy Calvary.
- 537 Conscripts: Mixed with Archers and very Light Infantry.
- 2,790 Mercenary Company Members: 1,000 Heavy infantry, 1,500 Archers, rest is Light Infantry.

Biography and Physical Appearance

Physical Appearance Description:
Arielle is a beautiful blonde human woman with fair skin, burdened with temporary youth. She is considerably tall, just reaching the height of what many consider what a tall man to be as she is also physically able to manage on her own. As many of her family members are, Arielle is blessed radiant blonde hair and piercing blue eyes like many in her family.

Short Biography:
Born into human nobility, Arielle shared the fate of the many before her in her family of House Dryell to swear loyalty to those who rule above them. Fortunately, she grew a high noble, completely predisposed to be seen as an important individual though predisposed to living the life as a 'lady'. She was the second youngest born out of five children in the Dryell Household. Growing up, Arielle had always been different, not just because she was an obvious tomboy but because she developed a ever-growing and noticeable aptitude as a soldier. Arielle's father saw this as an opportunity to make her into what she wanted, given he had exhausted all other options in conditioning her to be a traditional 'lady'.

So, it was by her own choice, that Arielle decided to become a warrior such as the many famous maidens who happened to be women before her. It is not uncommon to see women serve as great warriors, though a human woman to be specific was. Nonetheless, Arielle was naturally stubborn and driven which would later serve as a positive in her roles not just as a soldier, but as a future leader of the Household. She would receive professional training in fighting as many noble men were given when they were young. At age eleven, tragedy struck the Dryell's on one unfortunate day when the eldest son, Marco was killed falling off his horse at age thirteen. She loved her brother and losing someone she loved taught her humility.

Naturally, the second eldest son, Talmond was tasked with leading the Household after the father though growing up spoiled yield a weak man and Arielle had no patience for voluntary weakness. Though she loved him as she loved everyone in her family, she grew to despise having to excuse herself for her brother and the many mistakes he would make later in his life. It was at age fifteen that Talmond confessed himself for never wanting the position that had been placed at his feet at age eight and offered his predisposed position to his stronger sister. Despite insisting her brother keeping his title, Talmond eventually convinced his sister Arielle to take his place which she would later handle gracefully while Talmond traveled South for scholarly study. This would bring many conflicts among the family and the old traditions of household rule, traditions she would later learn to persevere.

It was in the last few years of teen-hood did Arielle prove herself worthy of a man's position during the many conflicts the nation was facing regarding the raids by bandits. She was noted for having lead men into fierce battles and against odds that were not in their favor. In the political world, she had honed her skills as a politician as she did a Household leader, having to deal with the constant reprisals, though not because she was a women. It was there that she learned that fighting battles as a warrior compared to a politician were two completely different things that she would learn to disdain for. It is just that a women such as Arielle would grow ever so tired of such frivolous nonsense and it is because of this that she completely disdained and avoided politics altogether, only showing up to meetings only when absolutely needed or when ordered to by a superior. Arielle Dyrell is admired by so many and yet so very despised by those enemies who wish her dreadful misfortune though despite this, she still remains the strong person she wishes to be and aspires others to be like her.