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🎃 Nox Tenebrae 🎃

Interesting! :-3

Are you guys full yet?

Mains | A League of Legends RP

Oh, you guys are already full? I saw the interest check but didn't know there was already an ooc.

I will love to read it though! :-)

Mains | A League of Legends RP

Hooh~ That SURE is interesting!
While i do LOVE League of Legends lore/character creation/music team I broke my wrist last month thanks to it (the table where my pc is too, but that doesn't matter now...) So I'm staying away from it for now.

But i'm REALLY interested on this rp!

Legends of Atmosia: Auribus Teneo Lupum

Beatrix Corvus

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Basic Information:

Name: Beatrix Corvus
Age: 19
Height: 1,55m
Weight: Around 60kg without armor.
Gender: Female
Nationality: Ampertan

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Personality:

Due to being raised as the precious little daughter of Decimus Corvus, Beatrix is undeniably bratty. Fortunately for those around her, it's not to the point that she is insufferable, instead it comes out as cute and only sometimes as slightly annoying despite her strong personality. Nonetheless, Beatrix is still really polite and has delicate manners. She is also a cheerful and curious girl, being easy to approach and difficult to ignore. Her enchanting smile, her delicate and polite manners, coupled with her appearance make her the type of girl that almost inspires others to want to protect her. Thanks to her good education, she is well versed in many subjects, but she has a clear interest for anything new to her. Subjects which she already know and understand perfectly will quickly make her bored and lose interest in the conversation.

When in combat though, Beatrix becomes a completely different person. Having an imposing presence on the battlefield despite her size, it's impossible to ignore her when the blood starts flowing. Be it due to her armor, her weapon or due to her cold, cruel smile, her ferocity and the blood chilling giggles and laughter she lets out while fighting on the battlefield, she is certainly a terrifying enemy for anyone with weak morale or will to fight. Due to Beatrix actually enjoy fighting and slaughtering her enemies, if she gets too excited while fighting, it can get a bit complicated to hold her down or control her.

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Biography:

Beatrix was born into a pretty important family of mercenaries on Republica Amperta, famed for both their strategists and warriors, they were one of the founding families behind the creation of the Legio Ater Ferris (legion of the dark steel), one of the few famous and recognized mercenary companies from Republica Amperta. Famed by both their equipments, made of a special dark steel, their effectiveness and ruthlessnes. Being the sole daughter of one of the founding families, she had everything to not need to step on a battlefield even a single day on her entire life, instead being taught and trained to be a strategist, working far away from the battlefields, in a safe position.

Unfortunately, despite Cornelia Corvus, Beatrix's mother, attempts to teach her daughter how to be a proper lady, Beatrix was quick to show her interest in warfare and weapons in general. At the beginning, Decimus Corvus simply started training her only to fulfill his precious little daughter's desires, but on the first months of playing 'training' with his daughter, he saw that not only she really enjoyed all the aspects of training but she also had great potential, both as a soldier and a strategist, other than being blessed with an incredibly strong body despite her size.

Years passed and Beatrix grew up inside the Legio Ater Ferris' headquarters much to her mother's dismay (whom at that point, had already accepted that her daughter wouldn't be a perfect noble lady as she wanted and instead focused her efforts on teaching her how to be a lady and a woman outside of the training grounds). Her skill growing day after day, Beatrix became known not only for being considered almost a 'mascot' of the mercenary company, but also due to her intelligence, skill and unusual choice for weapon... a hybrid between heavy axe and shotgun. Wielding that hefty weapon with ease despite it's size, either together with a shield and becoming an almost unsurmountable wall or wielding it with both of her hands and fully displaying a ferocious and effective fighting style, Beatrix quickly became a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield.

Equipment:

Beatrix's equipment mainly consist of her characteristic dark steel armor and shield, her weapon and ammunition for her 'axe-shotgun', carrying both buckshot for area damage, slug for heavy single target damage and flechettes for heavy bleeding.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Ashkevron Residence in Aren, Askavi

^{@LadyRunic @Zoey White}

Before Mikhail could get any reply other than the Eyrien brother's shrug before they heard a noise coming from outside the front door, followed by strange voices demanding them to open up the door, wanting to meet both Faeril and Xandar. Mikhail immediately frowned upon hearing Xandar's nickname. Just as he had previously thought, nothing of good would come in having such a person nearby them. Even though neither Faeril nor Xandar were currently there, they still had to deal with the unwanted guests.

It didn't take much other than a quick glance outside the window to realize that their 'guests' were nothing less than fully armed and armored warriors. It was clear that they weren't there just to talk.

Dareen was the first one to say something, yelling that there was no one by those names in said building. Even though it was a futile attempt to confuse the warriors, at least it was better than nothing. As Dareen turned towards him and the brothers, asking what they should do, Mikhail had already stood up from his seat and had a penetrating, almost predatory look on his face as he watched the front door.

"Nothing yet. Judging by their words, they have connections with the queen. Killing them might not be the best course of action for Faeril. Especially since it's her name that's on the line, not ours." Mikhail said as he considered their options.

With an almost imperceptible movement of his hands, Mikhail used his Gray jewel, which was hidden in an armguard under his sleeves until now and created dozens of long razor sharp wires with his craft. Extremely thin and almost invisible, he made them almost weightless and left them floating right in front of the door. To those who were paying attention to his movements, they would be able to take a glance at the armguard and the gray jewel he was hiding, although it was unlikely they would see the wires without paying close attention.

"Please, stay away from the front door." Mikhail whispered to the Eyrien brothers and Dareen, with a serious expression as he held his hand up making a claw gesture with his fingers, upon close inspection, they would see an extremely faint reflection of something that was wrapped around his fingers and his hand and the armguard, now clearly showing, including the gray jewel.

Since Mikhail wasn't really certain how exactly would be the best way to deal with that situation, he would take a passive aproach to the conflict. If the intruders forcefully entered, the wires would get entangled around them as they walked inside, Mikhail would need only to give a slight pull on them for the intruders to feel the pressure of the sharp wires around them. Hopefully they would understand their position and retreat, otherwise he would have to go on the offensive.

The Five Senses

Karina Frost

Despite the bad sensation Karina was feeling, she simply stood by protecting Týfurkh together with DB as the giant got ready to use his ability. Much like Týfurkh himself had said, Karina wasn't able to hear anything as he shouted, even though it was apparent that it was quite tiring and exhausting for him, seeing how his reaction was at the end. Pale, sweating and obviously exhausted, he asked for a few seconds to recover his breath as he stumbled backwards, almost hitting the bell.

For a second, Karina dashed towards the bell, afraid that it would make any noise, but the noise she would hear didn't have anything to do with Týfurkh's movement neither the bell...

Deep down inside, when she was still climbing the tower, Karina could feel that there was something wrong. It was too silent, too quiet, no patrols, everything was going exactly as they had planned, it was indeed foolish of her to not trust her intuition. Sadly, it was too late to do anything when they suddenly heard the door being kicked open. It was safe to assume they were surrounded by now...

Both DB and Karina immediately grabbed their weapons, ready to protect themselves the second they heard the noise. Before Karina could say anything to DB though, he told her to protect Týfurkh, immediately diving down the stairs to fight. Silently cursing his eagerness to fight, Karina was doing her best to quickly calculate an escape route for them, taking in consideration the assumption they were surrounded.

"Can you run yet? How much will you need to recover yourself?" Karina asked, as a cold aura began forming around her the second she made the same ice blades she had used earlier.

By the sounds coming from downstairs, DB was already fighting against multiple opponents. They had to do something now.

"Týfurkh, please be ready, we won't have time to rest. We are surrou-" Karina began as she rushed towards the hole that lead to the stairs in order to assess the situation but got interrupted by a handful of coins that were thrown by the attackers. Missing Karina by just a few centimeters, making her jump to the ground in order to avoid to be struck by the deadly coin shower.

"Shit!" Karina cursed.

"They are already here, Týfurkh!" she shouted, trying to alert the tired giant still on the ground after dodging the coins. They were outnumbered, so it would be better for them to position themselves so that their enemies had to pass through a funnel in order to reach to them, and right now, the hole on the floor from where the coins came up was the best they had.

"Týfurkh, the stairs!" she said, in quick, direct commands as she tried to get up, regain her balance and assume a fighting stance before the enemies arrived. An ice aura becan to surround her as she tried to summon her ice blades. She was caught completely by surprise and those coins made things even worse. Despite her having dodged them, she was completely vulnerable now.

Karina was indeed worried about DB, since so many enemies passed by him. Was he still fighting or he was taken out in such a short moment by someone or something, like that monster, Syella, they fought earlier... Still, rushing towards DB and ignoring both Týfurkh and the enemies coming up the stairs was an incredibly dumb move. The best Karina could do right now was to trust on her companions and hold her ground until she found an escape route... Preferably taking everyone with her.

@Fetzen@Jerkchicken@Pezz570

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Ashkevron Residence in Aren, Askavi

^{@LadyRunic @Zoey White}

"Not very often, no." Mikhail replied to Denvar's statement. It wasn't a secret that the Dea Al Mon did have a tendency to... isolate themselves from the rest of the world. Seeing one of them outside their territory was already difficult, seeing one in Terreill was something unheard of, which explained the curiosity and bewilderment that both brothers had when Mikhail revealed his race. Still, Mikhail didn't exactly wanted to keep going on that matter as despite being a Dea Al Mon, his past was something he wanted to keep hidden and forgotten.

Luckily, Dareen interjected, saying that she preferred to judge others by their actions instead of their race or stereotypes, something Mikhail himself agreed upon, despite Dareen's sour mood and the unmistakable trace of irony in her voice.

"Agreed. It is never wise to impart one's preconceptions or stereotypes upon others solely based on their races, origins or social position." Mikhail replied with a small nod towards the woman.

"But I do understand your bewilderment upon seeing a Dea Al Mon in Terreille." Mikhail completed, indicating that he was aware of how uncommon it was for a Dea Al Mon to be seen in Terreille.

When Denvar asked Mikhail how well he fought right now, it made him confused regarding his motives though. Mikhail was uncertain if it was mere curiosity that drove him to ask said question or maybe suspicion regarding who Mikhail truly was.

"It is true that the Dea Al Mon are known for being excellent warriors and having excellent physical capabilities. That being said, what is considered to be merely 'self defense' for the Dea Al Mon is undeniably above the expectations other, non warrior races, have for just 'self defense'." He replied, raising an eyebrow to Denvar's question. Despite his detailed explanation, it was noticeable that he didn't actually answered his question though.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Freyr

^{@Restalaan@AzureKnight}

Freyr was surprised to see that despite the big wound on his side, Ditzy seemed to be fine. He had already heard about how tough Hobgoblins were, but he had a small suspicion that Ditzy was way above average. Nonetheless, he was glad he was fine. After all, they were still helping him on something that was his personal problem, so at least for Freyr, everything that happened to them until now was, in part, his fault too.

When he asked about Nera, Freyr gave a distant smile and was in silence for a bit almost as if he was considering his options.

"The Viera may begin as part of the Wood, but the Wood is not the only end that we may choose..." Freyr said, looking to Ditzy and Nagare.

"Now Jote and the Viera as a race may finally understand this. After everything that happened."

"Nera has to make this choice herself. It would be wrong for me to try and persuade her." Freyr completed.

Some time later, at the Guild...

^{@Restalaan@AzureKnight@Stern Algorithm @PaulHaynek @Lmpkio}

Back on the guild, the group was immediately welcomed by Haley, with the same cheerful and happy behavior that were already characteristic of her, despite the apparent... tension in the air between Titanica and Vară. Surprisingly enough, Haley seemed to know a bit about the Viera and how they treated exiles and outsiders.

Almost as if reading his mind, Nagare replied Haley, almost immediately answering one of the doubts Freyr himself had. Apparently, despite everything, she seemed to be happy that she had the opportunity to meet the Viera race and their town.

"Well... We did run into trouble. But I'm glad that everything turned out to be ok. Regarding how Viera treat Exiles, things may begin to slowly change from now on... I'm not sure if how they treat outsiders will change though..." Freyr replied after Nagare with a chuckle.

In fact, there was the probability that if the Viera abolished the tradition about exiles, they may begin to treat the woods with more zeal than before, as a safe haven, a sanctuary for only the Vieras, making it even harder for humans or other races to enter the forest despite the Viera themselves being allowed to leave.

"It might not have been exactly a... pleasant vacation... But I'm glad that both Ditzy and Nagare were able to see the town I was born into." He finished, with a calm smile.

Almost immediately after Freyr finished, Nagare went to where Titanica and Vară were, probably to try and defuse any possible conflict that might arise between both. Freyr was relieved that she was the one who went instead of him, as he had no idea about what was happening nor the reason for the conflict.

Looking to Ditzy, he finally noticed that despite his impressive stamina and resistance, the wound on his side, the pain and the blood loss were starting to take their toll on the poor hobgoblin boy's body. Luckily enough, he was already asking for Sylvia's help. It was only then that Freyr realized how bad Ditzy's state was.

As Sylvia cried, obviously alarmed by Ditzy's state, Freyr couldn't help but feel guilty. Since Ditzy said he was fine earlier, Freyr underestimated how big the wounds on his side were, leading to the situation right now.

"I-I'm... extremely sorry... I underestimated the size of Ditzy's wounds..." He said, bowing in a formal apology to both Ditzy, Sylvia and Morgan.

"I should have realized that despite how tough Ditzy is, even for a Hobgoblin, he still has his limits, like everyone else. I'm sorry." He said, apologizing again.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" he asked, looking to Sylvia, Morgan and Ditzy.

"I can see if there's some meat in the kitchen for you, you mentioned you were hungry, didn't you?" he asked, looking to Ditzy.

A Guild Adventure: An RP with Monster Girls! (ENDED)

Will have my post done tomorrow! :-)

The Vanishing Kingdom

^@Jollan

The surprise was clear on Maeve's eyes when the armored woman said that for them the temperature was cool. Despite being wearing light clothes, Maeve was already feeling the heat but even though she was wearing armor, she seemed to be fine and even considering to be a cool day. Still, she was a local and Maeve was an Isoli. Not only she was already accustomed with the temperature but Isoli weren't really made to deal with high temperatures that well...

"Cool? Really?" Maeve asked, surprised.

"To be fair we Isoli weren't really made to withstand higher temperatures." she said, with a gentle smile.

Other than that, there was another detail mentioned by the woman which caught Maeve's attention. As she mentioned she also worked as the temple guard, she also said something about an incident including the temple and a woman, whom Maeve assumed it was a noble or someone with prestige, assuming how the armored woman called her, Madame Valia. Despite Maeve's curiosity, she was an outsider, a newcomer in town and she didn't really wanted to make things complicated for her. That included having to answer questions and being suspected of having done something.

"I wonder what could have happened to cause such a commotion in front of the temple. People seemed to be quite... alarmed too." she said.

"Despite being an Isoli Noble, I am but an outsider, so It would be wiser for me not to interfere more than the necessary." Maeve said with a calm expression. It was clear by her words, especially how she referred herself as an Isoli Noble, that she believed in the 'noblesse oblige' and that being noble didn't mean just having money and rights, but acting as such, including being an example for others.

It was then that the large man arrived with something for her to drink and eat with a large, gentle smile on his face. Despite being simple for her standards, Maeve was eager to try the seasoning and the overall cullinary from Kalla, which was extremely different from Tundral, in a lot of ways.

"Again, thank you for your hospitality and worrying about me!" Maeve said, with a polite bow to the man as advised her to not overexert herself.

"Despite being my first time outside Tundral, it is clear that the difference in temperature is not something to be underestimated." She said with a giggle. It was incredibly clear that she had already experienced some of that difference.

"I am grateful for your generosity, but I insist on paying. It is only fair after being received with such hospitality, despite the unfortunate meeting with that rude person, of course." Maeve said as she reached to the a small money bag under her sash, taking out a single coin from Isoli currency. It didn't take much to realise that despite the different currency, it was a coin with a considerably large value, something that most common people would not see that often.

"Do you mind me paying with Isoli currency?" Maeve asking, seemingly not even giving a second thought to the value of the coin.