CelticSoldier

The World of Lasgoul

Name: Thirodaen ‘FeyWild’
Race: Fey Elf
Age: 85
Class: Blade Dancer
Alignment: Neutral Good

Description: His face is almost inhumanly elongated, though still possesses a kind of ethereal beauty common to his race. His red hair has been cut short and remains messy and spiky, maybe with the odd twig here and there. He has piercing blue eyes and an arrogant smirk always playing on his thin lips. Tall and willowy, he can seem quite effeminate from a distance.

When not in armour, he has adopted more human clothes, much to his disdain. He typically wears a loose white shirt with leather trousers.  He keeps it as simple as possible, refusing to adorn himself with further ‘human baubles’. He does, however, wear a tiny silver wolf on a thin chain around his neck, from his native wildwood.

Weapons: Wildwood longbow
        Elven Double-glaive
        

Double Glaive

Like this, but with straighter blades.

Curved dagger ‘Hiketash’ (he refuses to translate)

Armour: When going into battle, he adopts dulled human mail, having found that it offers significantly more protection than his native leathers. He does, however, still wear said leathers when traveling, as they’re far more comfortable.

Experience: Thirodaen has been hunting in the wildwoods since he was ten, and upon leaving aged 43, has been fighting for various mercenary companies for about 42 years.

Fighting Style: Thirodaen is a dead shot with his bow, and is quite happy to stand in plain sight, calmly picking off the enemy from a distance, absent mindedly avoiding any arrows that might have found their mark in him. Should the foe decide to close, then the killing really starts. His double glaive starts spinning, slowly at first, but getting faster and faster, forming intricate patterns around his body until it is nothing but a blur, marked by the blood of those who get too close.
Like any self respecting Fey elf, he can sneak and skulk with the best of them, striking unseen from the shadows. But that’s really not fair on the poor humans.

Personality: Thirodaen is cold and remorseless. He has a superior and arrogant attitude regarding humans and most other species, considering them to be lesser than himself. He does not deign speak to them, if he can help it. He trusts no-one implicitly, but he will still work with most people, convinced that they couldn't do him much harm anyway, regardless, he always has one or two knives of his person, even if you can't see them. He can also be judgmental of his faults, and defensive of his own. However, he holds himself to the high standards upon which he bases his disrespect for all others, and you will never find an elf quite so loyal, determined, or ferocious as Thirodaen. In defence of his allies, he would give his life. Albeit grudgingly, with promises of much haunting.

BackStory

Backstory: Quite young for an elf, like many, he does not remember a time before humans. He was born into a quiet, secluded world, forever warned of the dangers of stepping outside the forest. For years that forest was his home, he was happy. Back then, he was a good person, perhaps slightly naive, but a more friendly person you would struggle to find. He married a girl named Miste, who had hair of gold and a voice like silk. He loved her. He gave her a child. But it was a lie.
He was woken by the cries of a screaming child, and went through to see what was wrong. He found his wife cradling their baby, dressed for a long journey. “Miste? What are you doing?”
She had sighed, seemingly annoyed, “I had hoped to avoid this.” She carefully placed down the baby, dusted him off, and smashed Thirodaen through the wall, pinning him to the wall behind. Telekinesis had always been her speciality. She slowly walked up to him, keeping him held a foot of the ground. Thirodaen was lost, “I...Why…”
Miste sighed again and shook her head. She looked almost pitying. “Thirodaen, poor, poor Thirodaen. Why did you ever think I loved you?”
“Because...I loved you.”
That made her laugh, “Stupid youngling. I married your blood, your line. You have no idea the powers this child possesses. I never loved you, you were just too naive to see it.” She stepped  back, as if contemplating what to do with him. “I shall have to kill you.” She concluded, drawing a long dagger, “Such a shame, you were a very nice person. Maybe try harder next time?” She giggled, placing the cold steel on her husband's throat. “Goodbye.”
She forgot that he was never unarmed. She stumbled back, a curved knife protruding from her stomach. Her eyes went wide in surprise, her magic failed and her breathing became shallower, and shallower. He held her, as she died. As she breathed her final breath. And with that breath went any compassion Thirodaen had left.
The child was gone when he turned back. Whoever she’d been, Miste had not been working alone. He left the wildwood that night, seeking to make his way in the human world. He kept the knife, and named it Hiketash. Widower. Wife killer.

The World of Lasgoul

Sorry I'm late! It was about midnight for me when this was posted, and I've not had much of a chance to reply yet. I will have something up today.

The Obivec Isles: Battle for Abbaden [Lore Rich, Lots to Explore]

Name: Jaime Cartarsy
Age: 25
Race: Human
Appearance: Short, red hair, sea blue eyes and a pale complexion, Jaime has the cast of a dreamer. Despite spending days under the scalding sun, he never seems to burn. If you looked closer, you would see the faint outlines of two runes etched into his skin, just beneath the nape of his neck. The first channels magic, the second provides a degree of fire protection.
He is of middling height, around 5ft 11inch, maybe six on a good day. Despite resembling a learned man, his body has been honed by years of fighting beasts, first in his native Tour de Rouge, and then in the Nether Gate. He also happens to be quite handsome, which even the girls he has left behind will bitterly attest to.

Attire: Typically, when not fighting monsters, Jaime wears a white linin shirt under a jacket of monster hide died red. When he is fighting monsters, he wears only padded leather armour, with a few metal plates behind over more vital areas. They are, however, empowered by runes of his own design so that, when hit, he armour is harder than plate. Like all heroes, he neglects a helmet, stating it would ruin his hair. In reality, it blocks the flow of magic to the rune on his neck, which would significantly hamper his runic enchantments.

Bio:

Bio

Growing up, Jaimie fully embraced the hunter ethos, throwing himself into each fight with an almost suicidal vigour. It was his mother who gave him his runes, she herself being a skilled rune smith, and she instilled his curiosity and his desire to learn more. As he began to craft his weapon, she aided him with knowledge of the correct symbols to inscribe and the correct way to pull the magic through the blades, though of course, he did the work himself. The weapon that he crafted was one that he had always wanted even as a boy, when he fought with nothing but a long stick. His father called it a double-glaive, a thick metal haft with sword blades at either end, (You, like those things some elves use on LotR) Jaimie's also split in half to form two short sword. Despite it's tremendous weight, he has fought with it long enough to know how to use it properly. He first kill was a huge golem which had been driven crazy by a wild magical force, it was ten feet high and crafted of stone. The fight went on for hours, and it is said that they fought for so long that the runes on his blade grew hot enough to slice through the golems stone body, and this was how it was defeated. This much is true.
At the bidding of his mother, whom desired that he also should learn how to craft runes, lest there be none locally when she died, he set off for Nether Gate in order to improve his craft, aged only fifteen.

Upon arriving there, he apprenticed with a demon hunter named Marik, who was well known for often going out alone to hunt demons, and returning with more heads than many parties could hope for. It took much cajoling, fighting, and a life debt before he agreed to take him on, but he soon found that the boy was an apt learner, and soon they were discussing runes as practically equals, as opposed to student and teacher. Jaime made quite a name for himself as an accomplice to the legend Marik, establishing one of his own.

Completing his 'apprenticeship', Jaimie bid farewell to Marik, vowing that they would meet again soon. Journeying back to his native village, as he promised his mother, he returned to the life he'd led before, hunting, fighting, working, he even began work on an runic chainmail suit, every link being individually inscribed with the desired runes, but he still hasn't finished it. It just wasn't the same, back home. He missed the thrill, the adventure of Nethergate. So he left. Now he's in Tour de Rouge, looking for someone to share in his adventure.

Personality and Aspirations:
Jaimie's a thrill seeking, risk taking son of a bitch, and can barely sit still unless he's doing something
(weak ADHD), but his speech is quite smooth and practiced, which comes with being an shameless f***boy ladies man. He is a constant seeker of adventure.

Inventory:

Bright Flame

Jaimie's aptly named bright flame glows with the power of the runes used upon it, which allow it to slice through even the hardest of mundane metals as if they were butter. As the fight goes on, the runes become more powerful as they begin to heat up with the current of magic passing through, and more than a few times, flame has manifested itself on the blades. It can be wielded as a double glaive, or split into two short swords.

Flame Scale Armour

Jaimie's leathers, as well as having a strength akin to plate, are completely flame retardant, and ehance the strength of the rune on his skin to the point the he could stand in a bonfire and barely feel a prickle.

Basic survival supplies
Coin purse (respectable amount of money)
Backpack
Equipment to complete minor runes


Skills

Runesmith:
Jaimie has the knowledge required to create powerful runes, although he is not a master. He specialises in creating flame enchantments and developing runes of his own design, but is more than capable of creating almost any kind of other rune you could imagine. And some which you couldn't.

Beast Hunter:
Jaimie has fought many beasts and demons in his time, and he knows how to handle himself and adapt his strategies.

Agile fighter:
Despite it's cumbersome weight, Jaimie has found a way to use his weapon that involves as many doges as parries, and can keep it up for quite some time.

Languages
Jaimie speaks fluent Abbalic and Neath-scratch.

Current Location: Tour de Rouge

Searching for a Partner [MxF] Historical/Fantasy

Hello! I've been doing RP's for a while, but recently got into 1x1's and decided to put this up because I'd like to get one or two more going. I'm interested in mostly fantasy (any kind), sci-fi or ancient/medieval historical, so if you've any idea's for that, PM me, if only because it makes me feel important and valued. You could really improve my life here. Think about it.

As for content, I will vary between casual and high-casual, depending on how much there is to write about. I'll usually go for at least one paragraphs, but in that case looking for about five or six lines minimum. Otherwise, a paragraph can be from about three. I know that it can be shorter in situations like dialogue and so forth, so I'm not exactly draconian. No one-liners. Please :)

I'm a bloke, and will play a bloke, because otherwise I won't be able to play the character properly. For pairings, I'll do MxF, because, again, I can't play anything else (romantically) properly. Sorry. Over 18 preferably, and as for smut, if you want to do it, go for it, but if I try you'll most likely just laugh. Pretty much anything else goes, within reason.

So, that's all the boring stuff. Took a bit longer than expected, but we're here now, so welcome back! Now if all goes to plan, this is the interesting part. Hopefully it will go to plan. We'll start with fandoms, because I don't have very many, but maybe I share some with you!

Fandoms

Mistborn
Stormlight Archive
Worm (online serial)
Hunger Games
Game of Thrones

Note that they're all books. At least they were. Then moving pictures got made. I don't know why I noted that. Let's move on. I also like Arthurian settings, but that's not strictly a fandom I don't think, so it's here instead.
I won't suggest any pairings here, though I may add some, but if you have an idea feel free to tell me!

I have a few original ideas, check these out too! I mean, you don't have to, but you're here now so you might as well.
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Historical

Jean de Clisson

Jean de Clisson was a French pirate robbing French ships in French waters after her French husband was unlawfully executed by the king of France. How French. The adventures of a powerful woman exacting her own personal brand of revenge, what adventures might she have had? You would play Jean, my role could be anything from her son to her lover.

Bounty of the Tigris

A little explored area of history, the first civilisation was a land known as Sumer, 5000 years ago, and women here held as much power as men. The city of Kish was the first to establish dominance, defeating the Elamite barbarians and creating the first Sumerian dynasty, a tradition that would continue for over 1000 years. This is their story.
So in this you have the option of soldiers, merchants, rulers, whatever you desire (though women soldiers were unusual). This is a time when writing had just been invented and sail boats were a fad. There was not even a standard definition of time.

True King of Macedon

Alexander the Great, who has embarked upon a great quest to destroy the Persian empire, has declared himself a god. Many people disagree with him. Many have money. And many would see him dead. So they have hired you. Following him on his campaigns, you are to await the opportune moment to create the perfect...accident. Deep under cover, you meet a soldier. He speaks of the great things Alexander does, of his bravery, of his courage. Then you see it for yourself. Does such a man really deserve to die?
I say you play the assassin, but you could also play the role of the one convincing the assassin not to kill Alexander. You might end up killing him anyway, you might not. Either way, the consequences will be tremendous.

Dark Age

Saxons, Jutes, Angles, Celts, Britain is just a gigantic battlefield and no one knows who will win and who will lose, only that the price for loss is death. For a man of mixed blood and unknown heritage, only one question matters...who's side are you on?
Less developed and far more free than previous idea's, you can be whomever you want. I think it's a good idea and I'd really like to develop it with someone.

Fantasy/Sci-fi

Death of a Hero

We start where most stories never end. The chosen one, the hero, the last hope, whatever you call him, is dead. And you just watched him breath his last on a dirty, godforsaken battlefield. It's up to you to rally you're forces and fight back against encroaching evil, or strike out alone, and settle things the old fashioned way. This guy insists on following you, and its starting to get annoying.

Starfall

Deep in space, you are the ace pilot of a one man fighter craft, flying for the United Confederation. As far as you're concerned, and organisation for peace, justice and exploration, and you're defending it from the malicious entities that would bring it down. Then you crash land on a planet in the farther reaches of the Confederation, and someone shows you just how wrong you were.

This will be updated should I ever find another plot lurking somewhere. If you want to join me for any of these, or even a different one you think I might like, PM me! I love to talk! Also, if you post in this thread I might miss it. I hope to hear from you soon!

The Adventures of the SkyShark

@DrunkasaurusRex Nah, it's alright. Wouldn't be much good with just one. Might try and re-boot it at some point, but until then I'll put this idea to bed.

The Adventures of the SkyShark

Well, so much for that.

The Adventures of the SkyShark

This is the OOC, might be we'll get some more players after it goes up:
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/158653-the-adventures-of-the-skyshark/ooc#post-4136881

@Comrade Yui@DrunkasaurusRex@Kriminel

The Adventures of the SkyShark

Ah, the open sky! Where ships soar and dragons swoop, where mighty battles are fought, where great adventures are had, and where those with enough grit, spit and determination could make a name for themselves, and the Cameribra flow, or just the flow, is where they go to do it. A largely unmapped and unexplored area of sky beasts, floating reefs, cannibal islands and, of course, Pirates, it is also where the greatest treasures are to be found. Upon the great floating islands, entire civilisations might have developed in isolation, as much a mystery to you as you are to them. There could be islands filled with gold and jewels but, by the same coin, there are those that contain nothing but death. Your fate is in your own hands, so strap on your ray gun, pull down your flying goggles, and prepare for adventure!

Hello! If you haven't guessed, this is a classic steampunk rp set in a world of airships and floating islands. A bit stereotypical, I know, but that's why I want to do it, just for the sake of another, classic adventurous romp across unexplored lands, with action, danger, cannibals, and perhaps even the chance of romance along the way. What's not to like? Since we're heading into an unexplored area, the world is defined by what you want to happen, if you want to world build, we can go and discover it and build it in game. (I think that's pretty cool)

In terms of commitment, I'd like to see at least one post a week, hopefully more. I won't completely lose it because you miss a post, but if you're absent for a while without good reason, you may find that you're character has been hijacked while you were away. Or they're dead. That could happen too.

Anyway, since this is now the OOC, I believe it to be time to get right into some details. You will be upon your very own ship, the SkyShark, a newish vessel, with 10 guns, two decks and a balloon. You are also provided with a small force of G-Mechs, small, one man aircraft made of paper, wood and brass, powered by a tiny engine with a hand-cranked machine gun in the front. Only the bravest or most foolish would ever dare set foot in one, and their pilots have a reputation for being rather, crazy...
Oh, and you're there too. You are being sponsored by Lord Higgins of Ranchester Island, a somewhat eccentric fellow, who has devoted his fortune to discovery, science, and the betterment of man kind. Only problem is, his fortunes not that large, so he's stuck with you lot and a broken boiler (someone really should fix that). He'll need engineers, captains, scientists, and all manner of weird and wonderful people to execute his missions, so let's get to how you make them!

Character Sheet

Name: As weird and wonderful as you like

Occupation: There are the obvious ones, but feel free to go wild here too.

Reason for travel: If you want it to be secret, you can PM.

Favourite weapon: It doesn't have to be a weapon per say, but what they hurt stuff with

Description (Physical): What they look like

Concept: You know, like Daring pilot, gunslinger, a bit more developed, but that's the idea.

Personality: About a paragraph or two

History: Preferably a minimum of two paragraphs

Since at the time of posting, we don't have many people, I'll say you can make two characters if you want. We can have one Captain, if two people want it we'll go best CS wins, if no-one wants it I'll play the Captain.

Most of the world building we'll be doing in game, since you're entering a completely unmapped area in search of riches and glory, or perhaps something else, what you find tends to be a surprise.

So that's it so far, hope to see you soon.

The Adventures of the SkyShark

If I can confirm that everyone here is still up for it, I'll just throw up an OOC now, and we can start with what we've got.

@Kriminel@Comrade Yui@DrunkasaurusRex

Treasure Hunters - A Warhammer Fantasy Adventure

How soon do people expect their posts to be up? No pressure, but I'll need to know when to start planning the next post.