[OOC] Mirror, Fox, Key

[Matsuri]

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[Irisity]

Name: Amelia Tywin

Abstract: The little girl with hunger for a new horizon.

Detail: Amelia, a street rat of only 11 years old, wants to leave this town. Despite being a homeless child, regular sleeping on the benches and in the trees of Daton Park, she was treated fairly well by the street vendors, and would attract lots of sympathy, causing many people to give her free food and charitable donations she would always spend on candy. But her feet and mind have become too calloused for this town. She bought a new pair of shoes and headed towards the gates, patiently awaiting for the doors to open once she heard about the request for travellers.

[Turboshitter]

@Vee: You said Ally was the bodyguard to a noble, right? Maybe she's the one who taught Fiammetta how to swordfight and is accompanying her for her safety since she knows she isn't actually prepared for the outside world? Think about it, I think it'd be pretty cool for our characters to have that kind of connection ;3

[Vee]

@Vee: You said Ally was the bodyguard to a noble, right? Maybe she's the one who taught Fiammetta how to swordfight and is accompanying her for her safety since she knows she isn't actually prepared for the outside world? Think about it, I think it'd be pretty cool for our characters to have that kind of connection ;3

@Turboshitter

Ooh, I actually really like that idea! :D Wanna PM me and we can go over some finer details between the two of our characters? ^-^

[hoppiholla391]

because it occurred to me earlier that there is one medieval profession no one ever seems to go for:

Lily Madyne

Lɪʟʏ Mᴀᴅʏɴᴇ

(LIL-ee Muh-DIE-nuh)
A practical lady of the night who has decided it’s time to move on.

Road Clothes

Ask anyone in the lower quarter of Enn—Lily (although no one really believes that’s her name) is a florist. A successful florist. A curiously successful florist, actually, for someone who lives in one of the poorest district in the city, where few people have to coin or the urge to buy the delicate blossoms she peddles. Occasionally, she’ll take her wares to the upper districts and actually come home with an empty basket—but that’s not really how she makes her livelihood, and everyone knows it.

Almost six years ago, times were tough on the docks of Enn—there was little work, all of it backbreaking, and much too difficult for Lily’s widow father or her three younger sisters to keep up for long. For months, as the family got closer and closer to starving, Lily tried to find work for herself, and took any and all jobs to keep the family afloat. Every once in a while, though, she’d dream of leaving the city and finding adventure and riches—but she’d never abandon her family like that.

One day, some rich merchant’s boy offered her an entire silver piece for a drunken kiss, and she had her ‘eureka’ moment.

Things quickly escalated, and these days she’s making enough to support herself, her father, and her sisters—all three of whom now have lives of their own, in Enn and in other cities, all of which Lily paid for. The youngest is studying at the Royal University, the next oldest works for a seamstress in the next city over, and the second oldest lives on one of the outlying farms as a stablehand. Their room and board, their food, their tuition, father’s medicine—all of it, bought on Lily’s dime, and she doesn’t mind one jot. As far as she’s concerned, once she crossed the line, she might as well do the best she can. ‘Shameless’ is an understatement—she’s actually very proud of how far her family’s come.

These days, though, things are not as good as they were a year ago, even if her sisters are largely supporting themselves now. Her father’s wasting sickness has only gotten worse, and even with more and more coin going towards his care, his condition declined. Rapidly. With all her experience, she could see what was coming plain as day, but refused to believe it.

She saw the notice calling for Traveller’s companions on a Saturday. Her father died on Tuesday. Today is Thursday, and she’ll be at the east gates with all she owns at the crack of dawn. There’s nothing left for her to do in this city now—time to find those adventures she’s been dreaming of.

[Turboshitter]

@VeeSure!

[hoppiholla391]

aaaaand there's the picture for lily. all set to go :D

[Magnato]

Name: Samieh Gaeard

Appearance is close to a feminine version of this

A sly poacher and a brutish daughter

Most people just know Samieh as the brutish daughter of a baker, a good for nothing bully who spends most of her day lazying around the street and who surely hadn't inherited a drop of the hardworking and gentle personality of her parents. Little did they know that the meat they buy for a rational price is just possible because of her gang.

Enn is, sometimes, a very conservative place who respects its nobles wishes way too much, that gets particularly ridiculous when the few woods of the land are often claimed by "nobles" who think they can own everything they can see. Who could be okay with eating only bread or overpriced cow beef when there are so many rabbits, deers and wild plants a walk away from their village? Surely not Samieh and her friends. The local noble is a bit slow, mind and body-wise, and has barely noticed all the traces of the nightly hunts in his land or all the game the local butcher had been selling.

Eventually the slyness of her poaching got the eyes of more serious criminal groups, she declined most proposals but eventually she had a job as a smuggler, a line of job pretty similar to her poaching. Things went smooth for a short while but she soon discovered the policing of her new activities was much more intense, even the slow lord started to get worried and questions started to be asked in her village. For now she had kept up the image of just a slow and brute daughter of a baker, but she knows that it won't hold up much longer.

The chance to become a Traveller showed up in the best time possible, she needed to go away from all the trouble and control of her hometown. Furthermore, she was curious, usually the places the higher ups deemed as dangerous were the ones where all the "nice stuff" was kept at.

[Matsuri]

Just gonna go put this up here :)

Totally did not use any references from Shia LaBeouf's 'Just Do It' video.

Scarlett Autumnwalker

Le pic

Scarlett Autumnwalker: A calm head of red with a highly flammable heart.

Details: Scarlett was the first born and only child of the Autumnwalker family, growing up in a quiet and peaceful household. Her parents had both died in an unfortunate accident when she was little, so her grandfather, a former huntsman, took Scarlett in instead. At a young age, the girl took up archery under her grandfather's guidance, and soon discovered her talent for it. Over the years, she continued to hone her skills in this area, hoping to become a proficient archer.

Scarlett also developed and interest for birds, visiting the forests of Enn to search for new ones. Preserving different fallen feathers and going birdwatching became a well enjoyed hobby of hers, and she would even take her grandfather along with her on occasion. Her love and fascination for birds only continued to grow, and before long, Scarlett sought out to find every single bird in existence. A challenging goal for the young Scarlett, yes, but the girl pushed on, starting off by looking out for different species in Enn's forests.

Now in her mid twenties, Scarlett still remains inside Enn's large and protective walls, working as a teacher at a nearby school. She's admired by many of the young children there and truly enjoys her job. However, Scarlett still felt that her life was incomplete. She still wanted wanted to seek out every possible species of bird that was out there, but the thought of leaving her grandfather all alone was absurd. The young woman couldn't even think of abandoning the man that had cared for her all these years, especially now that he himself was in need of Scarlett's help. So she stayed put, forbidding herself to take even the slightest step outside the walls.

One day, the two went out on a short walk, talking about recent events and such. It was then when Scarlett noticed a certain poster, one that made her stop in her tracks completely. Even after reading it through, Scarlett discarded the thought of exiting the walls, continuing to walk down the stone path. Her grandfather quickly noticed the sadness and disappointment in Scarlett's eyes, and, once they arrived home, he sat her down for a small talk. As soon as he had finished, the young woman began to cry. Her grandfather's words had certainly touched her heart.

If you want to follow your dreams, follow them. You're twenty-five now, and, as your grandfather, I do not want to be the one who demolishes them completely. I won't mind if you leave on Thursday morning… But promise me one thing. If you are going to pursue your dreams, make sure you don't let anything get in the way. Don't let your dreams be dreams, Scarlett. Make them a reality.

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Born during the wild season of autumn and with a head full of fiery red hair, Scarlett bears a truly befitting name. Usually seen in a long, white, bell sleeved top and a grey skirt, Scarlett is often mistaken for a ghost. Coupled with her pale skin, tall height and little to no presence, Scarlett gives quite a fright to strangers. Underneath all that though is a gentle and quiet young woman who always puts the welfare of others before herself. Her soft spot and kindness towards children is widely known throughout her area, as she has taught many younger kids at her nearby school.

This sweet and quiet nature if hers comes as a huge surprise to others, since her red hair is something people are quick to judge at. Her tall height of 5'11 and unusually strong arms seem like a very weird combination, even to Scarlett herself. Even so, her kindness shows no bounds, and Scarlett is willing to aid anyone in need of a helping hand.

[Vee]

Totally did not use any references from Shia LaBeouf's 'Just Do It' video.

@Jay Kalton

lelz xD

[Apokalipse]

Sweeney, the Baker

A baker bored with the world within the wall.

Detail:

Sweeney lived a rather uneventful life in Enn. She was born to a baker and a baker’s wife; she was the only child in the Kane family. Her grandparents were gone – if they were dead or not is a mystery to Sweeney – and both parents were only childs. So it was just the three of them in sweet Enn. They owned a bakery, once called Kane’s Bakery, but was changed on Sweeney’s birthday to simply Sweeney’s. Sweeney grew up with flour on her cheek and the scent of chocolate on her breath; from the very start she showed a predilection and skill in the art of baking. Too much skill, really. Sweeney was a natural at it, she could make anything out of anything and it would taste delicious – every week she created a new baked good that the parents would place on the menu for the next following week. If the baked good was popular, it would be permanently placed on the menu – if not, well, most of her creations were immensely popular, but those less so make a comeback in a year or so.

It was when she was thirteen that it happened. The indolent boredness that began to plague her bones and the whispering drag of her skin; her mind became weary and distant, always floating in the clouds. She was never challenged; she had no interest in other activities and she had already nearly mastered her baking skills. There was nothing for her to do anymore, but sit in the bakery…and wait. At first, she thought she was just waiting for a customer; perhaps she wouldn’t be bored if a customer came. But then a customer came…and she was bored. So she waited longer. And longer. And longer. She’s still bored. Everything within the walls has been seen before, done before. There wasn’t anything new, or exciting. Seeing the same thing every day was a droll and doing the same thing every day was dull. It must have been a gift from up above that left that letter on the door. Despite the danger, despite the comfort that Enn came with, twenty year old Sweeney wanted to go on an adventure with the mysterious Traveler. She wanted to be a part of the world behind the wall.

[needlingAsklepios]

Hey guys. I have this idea for a father daughter combo, however, I need another person willing to play the daughter. She would be between 12 and 17. Just send me a PM

[twave]

Hey guys. I have this idea for a father daughter combo, however, I need another person willing to play the daughter. She would be between 12 and 17. Just send me a PM

@needlingAsklepios

I'm interested.

My original thought was to try and work off @Diggerton's backstory but the other characters I think fill some of the role I was planning.

[Skittles]

Wow, such a colorful bunch already! I'm hoping I can get my mystery hunter up in the next couple of hours.

[Crimson Raven]

@Mokley

The tag at the top says steampunk and I was wondering how advanced is the technology, exactly?

[Mokley]

The tag at the top says steampunk and I was wondering how advanced is the technology, exactly?

@Crimson Raven

Technology in the starter city of Enn is roughly Reniassance-level technology. Clockwork and crude firearms, mostly. Steampunk is in the tag as an upper limit of the tech we'll encounter later.

[Crimson Raven]

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Technology in the starter city of Enn is roughly Reniassance-level technology. Clockwork and crude firearms, mostly. Steampunk is in the tag as an upper limit of the tech we'll encounter later.

@Mokley

Could I make a character who uses the technology? (I.e. Prosthetic arm)

[Mokley]

Could I make a character who uses the technology? (I.e. Prosthetic arm)

@Crimson Raven

Sorry, I'd have to advise against that. Every character, without exception, has been sheltered inside the city of Enn, which has no communication with other cities outside their own except for the Travellers. It's their own little bubble of existence. The technology does not exist in Enn to have a prosthetic arm outside of a hook or a stump. However, if you would like to obtain a working metal arm a bit later in the game, that is certainly possible.

[Crimson Raven]

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Sorry, I'd have to advise against that. Every character, without exception, has been sheltered inside the city of Enn, which has no communication with other cities outside their own except for the Travellers. It's their own little bubble of existence. The technology does not exist in Enn to have a prosthetic arm outside of a hook or a stump. However, if you would like to obtain a working metal arm a bit later in the game, that is certainly possible.

@Mokley

Hmmm...this conundrum bears much thinking upon.

[Irisity]

@Mokley Can you tell us who's accepted yet?