[hider=INSERT USERNAME HERE][u][b]Nicknames:[/b][/u] Overlord, Gan, "That son of a-"
[u][b]RP Timeline:[/b][/u] 5-6 Years
[u][b]Preferred Pronouns:[/b][/u] Is Overlord a pronoun?
[u][b]Preferred Genres:[/b][/u] Fantasy
[u][b]Participation Type:[/b][/u] World Destruction/Exploration

[u][b]Roleplay Sample:[/b][/u] 

The sound of ringing glass filled the hall as the lion dureva slammed his drink back on the bar counter. His figure was extremely large and imposing, nearly twice the size of the nearest man to him, though no one sat next to him. He looked remarkably human for a dureva, the only real differences being the fangs he had, as well as a large mane of fur across his shoulders. Next to him sat a large club, which buckled the floor beneath it. He looked annoyed.

[color=c4df9b]"Still no info on that child, hume? What about all that 'magic', and technology you humes adore? What about the gods you all worship? All of it can't grant me one wish?[/color]

A frustrated expression came across the bartender's face as he cleaned about the 10th glass from the man. No matter how much this beast drank, he never seemed the least bit tipsy.

"Arieh, with all do respect, we aren't miracle workers."

A growl came from Arieh.

[color=c4df9b]"And don't you dare roar in my bar. People are iffy enough about us serving your kind. Here in Olias, we might welcome tourist, but anything more... is less than welcome."[/color]

The lion dureva could only shake his head, and pick up his 11th glass.

[color=c4df9b]"How much?"[/color]

"What?"

[color=c4df9b]"How much more do I have to pay in your.... [i]money[/i] to increase the range of your search?"[/color]

"More than a dureva would have."

The growl returned, before the door burst open.

"Hey, any hunters here? A monster was seen on the outskirts, an elite mark!"

Ariel finished his drink, oddly calmed by it, before calling out to the man.

[color=c4df9b]"How much is the reward?"[/color]

"I don't know, it's alot though, it's a hydra! Those things are worth their weight in gold, and they weigh alot!"

That was enough. Ariel stepped off the barstool, which would have sighed in relief if it could, and grabbed his club with one hand, as if it was a wooden stick.

[color=c4df9b]"I will be back in a few hours, barkeep. I do believe whatever the pay, it will be enough money, even for you greedy humes."[/color]

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[h3]Arieh[/h3][/center]



[center][b]Concept:[/b][/center]

A lion dureva from the a nomadic clan to the East, blessed with mostly human appearance, save for a mane through his shoulders, and fangs. Arieh is very conservative in his beliefs, and dislikes dealing with humes. The reason he is in Olias is his child, who was much more liberal than him, disappeared, prompting Arieh to search the world over for them. Originally a hunter for his clan, he explored and explored their nomadic route, and yet could not find them. It was then with bitter distain, he realized, out of curiosity, the unknown of the hume villages had lured them. 

With a heavy heart, Arieh went against the elders, and left the clan. After the death of his wife, he had only two things left, traditions, and what was left of his family, and he had to choose. Picking up a nature gem, he made his way to Olias. However, human villages proved much different than the clan, and Arieh had trouble adjusting. With no money, no one cared about his plight. Eventually, his work as a monster hunter turned out to be the key to him gaining money. With his natural strength, fighting monsters seemed almost easier than dealing with humans. Arieh continues his search, hunting monsters to fund his expeditions, and to to create a reward for any news on what has become of his child.

(Child is vague as possible, to leave open for other people to mess with.)



[center][b]Equipment:[/b][/center]

Nature Gem- Needed for a Dureva to dwell away from their nomadic routes.

'Bane of Atlas'- A club carried by Arieh, weighing a thousand pounds. Forged from an extremely dense material, Arieh managed to order it from a smith in order to hunt monsters. Though it was created by magic, Arieh pretends to be ignorant of that fact. It's easy to disgruntle him by pointing out no dureva could have created such a club.

[center][b]Abilities:[/b][/center]


Extreme Strength- All the mana flowing through Arieh's veins is used to augment his strength many times over. With it, Arieh can bend steel, and swing his club around as if it were a stick. The result is Arieh's blows are comparable to a bazooka going off.

Roar- Strengthening his vocal cords, Arieh is able to unleash an immense roar, comparable to a dragons. This does little more than intimidate, but it does that well.