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Half-Elven

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Eyes: Crystal Blue
Hair: White
Height: 5’5”
Weight: 130
Build: Slender athletic



Druid - Rogue


Eluvan Steel Daggers hilted with a hide of the now supposedly extinct unicorns, embedded with a prism crystal to help her control her Druid magic.


Neutral Good

• Basically, all things in nature from flora to fauna.
• A good bottle of wine and a nice snack board.
• Music
• Sketching
• Sweets

• Nobility, specifically her step-mother
• Needless destruction of nature
• Corsets
• Heels
• Being forced into a situation out of her control

Amarysah grew up within a noble household being the illegitimate heir to the Snowden family. Her father, Grand Duke Viktor, was never able to produce an heir with his wife, Lady Alexandra. When her mother, Gwenth, his Elven lover, gave birth to Amarysah, she was taken away at birth. Amarysah’s mother was the Snowdens' personal herbalist and apothecary. Mari was raised under her stepmother's care, believing that her stepmother was her biological mother since her. They lived in the Capital, on one of the various wide-open estates for nobles called Thign Manor. The Snowdens were rumored to be the first noble family in Vradia, an older bloodline than the first settlers of the area. They prided themselves on being strong mentally, magically, and physically.

Born on the spring equinox, Amarysah’s birth was a rather easy one, except for the fact, she was ripped away from her mother's arms. Her magic began to surface for the first time when she was just six years old and shapeshifted after getting angry with a fellow noble boy. Ever since then, she had been kept within the manor walls to teach her how to control her abilities. Originally, Amarysah would have attended boarding school in her teen years like the rest of her family, but her family opted to hire the best tutors available to come and teach Mari personally.

When she turned fifteen, her stepmother fell miraculously pregnant and began the endless torture. Lady Alexandra treated Mari like she was nothing more than a useless stray cat, someone she could kick around and couldn't fight back. With her father traveling all the time for work and not knowing her biological mother, Amarysah was left to believe that her own mother hated her existence. That was until one day when Lady Alexandra snapped and told her that Mari was a mistake, that she was glad that Gwenth had caught that awful cold and died, and Amarysah didn't have anyone who loved her. Mari snapped and attacked Alexandra, her claws managed to swipe against the lady's pristine complexion. She quickly escaped the only home she knew.

Since then, Amarysah learned that her biological mother had been a beloved apothecary of the Obsidian Crows and worked for many nobles and the lower class alike. She was allowed access to her mother's business, which had been on the brink of closing since her passing. Mari learned everything she could about her mother through her mother's business partner, Fronk Stormbreaker, an Orc shadow paladin. She discovered that she had an affinity for elemental magic when she was on a job with the rest of her trainee group one day, although being older when she discovered it, she has little control over it.


Personality traits go here. Also, what are your character's ideals? Their bonds? Their flaws?

Amarysah keeps to herself mostly, she is quite happy to observe the world from a distance. Those that she does manage to form relationships with, she protects fiercely.

Amarysah never takes the conventional route and prefers to explore life from off the beaten track, relying heavily on her instincts and powers of observation to guide it through the world. She has an air of indifference and the need for privacy keeps her on the outskirts of society, but her desire for comfort and pampering always brings it back.

When someone wrongs Amarysah, she makes it her business to even the score. With superb patience, Amarysah might even wait years for the right moment, and when the occasion comes to strike, she gathers all her forces and attacks. In the face of a ferocious display of magic and power from her shifter form, she surprises victims have little choice but to flee or die.

Amarysah’s main goal is to find somewhere that can feel like home. She wants to find those that are like family but struggles with trusting others. Mari enjoys animals and plants, and with her experiences being a mercenary, would rather be with them rather than with people sometimes. If granted, she would love to have a whole farm of animals to protect and raise.



Her mother, who has already passed.

Fronk Stormbreaker, her mentor within the Obsidian Crows.



Her stepmother, Lady Alexandra, and a few rival mercenaries now and then, with her sass.


Yes, she is a part of the Obsidian Crows, a Thieves' Guild in the Capital. She is known as Shadow Phoenix within the guild.

A minimum of three basic skills that your character contributes to the group, with a short description. What can they do OUTSIDE of their abilities to help further the group?

• Survival- While she has joined the Obsidian Crows, mainly to obtain jobs, Mari had to learn quite quickly how to survive in the streets and out in the wilds.
• Charisma- Due to the years of upbringing by her stepmother, Mari was forced to learn the ways of a noblewoman. That means the art of talking people down off their high horse. Sometimes literally.
• Dexerity- She has the strides and agility of many graceful animals, including that of big predator cats.

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Likely scholars found in the capitol, and nobles that have lived there.

Most scholars that he has dealt with who have means to have a laboratory of their own, and don't enjoy his eccentricities, parties, or overall roguish form of learning.

The school/laboratory himself and his uncle were built in the Ring, and outside of the Capitol (as the Capitol has lots of tall buildings, so having a laboratory somewhere else that can't be interrupted by other buildings blocking the horizon.

Think of a mix of Tycho Brahe, Jack Horner, and Edward the Black Prince.

Sword/Shield
Crossbow

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A minimum of three basic skills that your character contributes to the group with a short description. What can they do OUTSIDE of their abilities to help further the group?

[]Extremely intelligent, and can essentially create most objects with magic as long as he has the materials needed to create said objects, and create them with a high degree of precision. Without magic, he is still intuitive and problem-solving. he might sit down for a while trying to solve a problem, but he will make sure it's solved. He is very much so a scholar in all ways.
[]Money and Credit with a well-known name.
[]Artist and Decorator, while this is essentially just him wanting to draw and paint women, suits of armor, and landscapes he has created in various lawns. He is a decent artist, and he does use it both in his research and in making maps and star charts with extreme precision. He is also an excellent architect and decorator of both the interior and exterior variety.

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Late 30s Ogre

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Large and hulking in size and stature, Cormag is hard not to notice. Standing in just under 8 feet in height, and weighing somewhere around the ballpark of 490 lbs, Cormag is built like a brick shit house of pure brawn and bone. Despite his stature, Cormag actually has a notably soft step and a surprising amount of deft for his size. His pale skin is hardened like leather, and his jet black hair is cut short, with a thick beard. His body is littered with a mosaic of scars, often interrupting the considerable amount of tattoo work done on his skin. Both arms are covered from wrist to shoulder in tattoos with motifs of mythical creatures of old, in the tradition of ogre shamans.

Battle Smith Artificer - Forge Cleric


Lawful Neutral

Cormag's biological parentage is unknown even to him, but his first memories were of the Ellezag Plains, in the ship sized wagons of an Ogrish nomad kingdom, in one of the few remaining nomadic Ogre war-tribes of Ellezag. His people were not unlike other Ogrish tribes- nomadic, warlike and traditionalist. The Ogrish tribe of the Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi were as much a military unit as they were clans and families. Newborns and younglings were provided all of the resources the clan had to offer, until they matured as adults at the age of 12. Afterwards, they were expected to provide 8 years of service to the Clan. After those 8 years, they were allowed to get married, leave, or stay on with the clan- which to little surprise, most stayed.

Cormag was no exception to these rules. As a child, he learned the values of his clan, a combination of martial prowess and discipline, alongside shamanistic teachings and spirituality. Cormag's education focused primarily on the creation of weapons and armor- as the eldest son of the tribe's craftsclan. For years, Cormag would study under the tutelage of his adoptive father Garbade Ruunsten, forging weapons, tools and whatever else the tribe needed.

As he reached adulthood, Cormag would join the ranks of the Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi and put those teachings into practice. The famed Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi made their way across Vradia- a brutally effective mercenary unit for hire, and would serve anyone with the resources to pay. Grudges were never held nor meted out, and they were never more brutal than they had to be- or were paid to be. Across their history, the Nar Mat-Kordh-Ishi had seen service with and against Imperial forces, and saw plenty of work with the city states of Regnad.

The Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi's work would eventually bring them into direct conflict with the Empire as they were hired alongside a small budding army of Secessionists bent on carving their own corner of the Empire. Like the stories of old, the Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi and the secessionists met the Imperial army on the open plains of Ellezag.

The ensuing battle was short, vicious, and laughably one-sided.

Despite their training and skill, their size and brutality, the Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi were crushed under the sheer numerical might of the Imperial army. Reduced from a proud clan of landships and warriors to a shadow of their former selves, with their once proud clan ships in burning tatters, the famed Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi were effectively no more.

Following their defeat, one particularly enterprising Imperial commander decided that instead of wiping ogres off the continent, showing the remaining Ogre tribes mercy might do better for the Empire than not. Thus began the decades long process of integrating the 'more civilized than average' Clan Ogres into imperial society. The integration process has been slow and is still within its infancy- and not without its own troubles. Humanfolk for the most part still distrust Ogres- and Ogres humans. For their part, Ogres have proven surprisingly industrious- their large size meant they excelled in construction and labor, but several of their number- such as Cormag, also made for surprisingly excellent craftsmen.

Cormag and his clan would eventually make their home in Volenstul- its large size and presence as a trade hub meant there was always plentiful work. Though their presence in the city remains tenuous at best, relegated mostly to the Harbor district, or otherwise kept out of sight. The vast majority of Clan ogres have slowly been integrated into the Imperial army as heavy shock infantry, the old clan resurfacing as the Nar Ir-Har, Imperial Auxiliaries. Others- like Cormag's father, found themselves in direct service to the Emperor, as a royal artisan.

Surprisingly, Cormag took well to the new adjustments, working regularly alongside the Royal Guard with increasing frequency as the Plague began to become more and more widespread. It is widely believed (though entirely unfounded) that Ogres are immune to the Plague on account of their robust physiology and immune system- this belief is entirely untrue, but many in the Empire still believe it, and as the Empire finds itself spread thin containing the plague, more and more of the Nar Ir-Har find themselves called to service on behalf of the Empire.

After returning to Volenstul after a season away, Cormag found that his father has gone missing- his workshop a mess and vandalized. With nothing but cryptic notes and burnt letters left, Cormag set off- to find his father, or what he left behind.


Despite his imposing stature and natural grimace, Cormag can be surprisingly easy to get along with. Earnest and honest, if somewhat hard headed, Cormag is the type who prefers ale and song to politics and trickery. Blunt, straightforward and to the point, Cormag is seemingly unable to lie, and is rarely afraid to speak his mind and tell things exactly as he sees it. Cormag possesses a seemingly limitless amount of patience- though the few to have seen his temper flare up have vowed to never witness it in their lives again. Not as simple minded as many believe his kind to be, Cormag is logical, with a very solid understanding of physics, and warfare, and a strict code of honor.

Cormag fights with a cold and calm efficiency, like a professional soldier. Cormag finds himself most at home sitting inside a suit of heavy steel, and either firing a heavy musket from a fixed position or methodically advancing with his musket before switching to poleaxe. A precise and durable marksman, Cormag has considerable staying power in a fight, and has surprising amounts of dexterity and deft despite his size. Cormag is no slouch in a melee either, be it using his with poleaxe, fists or fighting alongside his steel companion with sheer bulk.

• The Ogrekin of the Nar Ir-Har.
• The Empire's Royal Guard.

• Commonfolk that fear Ogrekin.
• Old enemies from wars and battles past.
• Imperial secessionists who view the Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi as traitors.

The Nar Ir-Har, formerly Nar Mat Kordh-Ishi, Imperial Auxiliaries who serve the Emperor alongside their smaller comrades.

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Eyes: Pale blue, almost silver, with an intense, unwavering stare.
Hair: Long blonde hair, usually braided or bound.
Height: 5’9” (175 cm)
Weight: ~145 lbs (66 kg)
Build: Athletic, toned.

Most of her features are not known the the broader public due to her never taking her helmet off in public anymore.

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Paladin (Oathbreaker)


Longsword, there used to be a shield to accompany it, but it has long since been left


Lawful Neutral, but slipping

• Roses
• Simple acts of penance
• Legendary knightly figures
• Calm and quiet
• Pastries

• Any mentions of betrayal
• Her own reflection without her armor
• People offering her leeway or mercy.
• Hubris

Yvonne was the only child of a minor noble house who had gained a small estate in the plains after the unification war. From her youth, she displayed a fierce devotion to the Crown. When she was old enough, she was swiftly taken to Volunstul, where she pledged herself to the crown.

For years, she served as a beacon of Imperial justice, a living standard of virtue clad in steel. With the plague’s spread, she rode out alongside her mentor, a senior knight by the name of Aurelien to contain what they believed was an isolated outbreak. They came upon a village wracked with the plague’s corruption.. bodies twisted, minds slipping.

When the villagers tried to breach quarantine, clawing at barricades in their panic, Yvonne made the decision that broke her. She ordered her men to cut down the infected before they could escape and spread. In the slaughter that followed, her oath to protect the innocent fractured under the weight of what she deemed “necessary sacrifice”. Sir Aurelien, torn between horror and understanding, abandoned the battlefield to bury himself in plague research, eventually disappearing.

Since that day, Yvonne has refused to admit her oath was broken. She has clung to its words with iron discipline, doubling her devotion in every rite, each penance a desperate attempt to stitch her fractured vow back together. She wanders now, searching for her lost mentor, hoping that by finding him and the truth of the plague. She might find absolution. But cracks form in her certainty.


Traits: Stern, formal, and unwaveringly polite, until her temper breaks through.
Ideals: The law must be upheld, even when it demands terrible things.
Bonds: Her vanished mentor, the Imperial code she still clings to, the memory of the villagers she could not save.
Flaws: Terrified of truly facing what she has done, holds herself and others to impossible standards, fears forgiveness she believes she does not deserve.

• Local clergy and knights who still respect her past deeds.
• A scattering of plague researchers who tolerate her rigid ways.
• A few loyal retainers from her family’s household.

• Imperials who whisper of her “corruption”.
• Her own doubt, the voice that tells her the Oath is ashes.

Once, they served the crown. Now, she claims the title in name only, as she is unrecognized by most of her former brethren.


Yvonne carries a small silver locket, she often murmurs prayers to it in the dead of night when sleep does not come.


You must have three abilities and give a short description of each ability. They should pertain to the class that you have chosen for your character.

• Radiant Strike: With each blow hit against an enemy, Yvonne build up power within her arms. A glow akin to that of the sun emits from them if enough of said power had accumulated for a powerful attack.
• Devotion: Her loyalty has cemented into a strange sense of for her companion's state of health.
• Zone of Truth: A staple for the higher ranking guardsmen. she uses it if she believes that someone might be hiding something of importance from her.

What are the drawbacks of those abilities?

• Radiant Strike is hard to control and if not carefully used could cause temporary blindness for friend and foe alike.
• Devotion makes her vulnerable to experiencing other's pain if she tries to sense another's health whilst they suffer from a serious injury
• The truth she hears isn’t the easiest to understand or believe, with the information potentionally being dangerous and the truth can be twisted.

A minimum of three basic skills that your character contributes to the group with a short description. What can they do OUTSIDE of their abilities to help further the group?

• Connections: she has connections with the knight guard and the clergy.
• Knowledge of Darkness: being an apprentice to Sir Aurelien brought her information about other deadly things like demons.
• Calming Presence: Whilst not being of the calmest character, her appearance alone subtly helps people around her feel peace.