Hiya, AChronum here! Although I'm relatively new to rping, I have plenty of writing experience and love trying new genres and styles. I absolutely love high magic fantasy RPs and am pretty much willing to do anything so long as I can create a charaxter, not play an existing one, and develop lots and lots of backstory! I'm perfectly comfortable with all mature themes as well, although smut for smut's sake is out of the question.
Interested in an RP? Send me a PM and have a magically marvelous day!
The side effects from piecing back together Echo were still making themselves known, protesting every step he took through this… Whatever this was. Honestly, all he wanted right now was a five year nap. Just bundle up in blankets and disappear into the void for a while but with their luck, a meteor would wake him up as it crashed through the ceiling. Echo was firing laser beams, Veil was failing to pin Jack down, Sapphire was failing to impale people with ice (though maybe this weird nice streak was keeping up and she was keeping in mind how her powers would affect Jack), and Jack had gone full emo. James had violent flashbacks to the late aughts when MCR was all the rage and it was considered cool to hate your parents and shit talk them. Jack was seriously playing up the tortured loner kid stuff with the “you don’t understand me” and the “I put on this face everyday just to hide my feelings”. It was like a bad high school drama and James couldn’t help but snort at the image. Jack all done up in goth make-up and the terrible trick pants with 80 billion zippers and the MCR t-shirt was a hilarious image.
He heard Veil yell at Waverly to get out of there and was quickly reminded that she’d been hurt. He wasn’t sure he could muster up the energy to patch up her cut but he could at least escort her out of there. He made his way over to the van, muscles and joints grumbling at him all the way, honestly unconcerned. If something blasted him, something blasted him. The goal was to get Waverly out of the way. He popped over to the van and held out his hand to her. “Come on, I’ll help you inside and we can take a look at that.” James offered. Hopefully, Jack would ignore them since they were ignoring him. James didn't want to get dragged into this fight. He was just going to rest a little while Veil and company wrapped this up and then he could get to helping the sick. Yeah. That sounded good.
Reactive Adaptation if attacked or caught in a wayward shot
The response oozed Eve. Just vague enough that anyone could interpret it however they saw fit. Of course there was no question which direction Count Dracul’s vote went; that’s why Ryner killed him. That decision was still giving him a head; the unexpected acceleration of the muder left him unprepared and his assets hadn’t managed to control the investigation fully. Someone beat him to the mark and it worried Varis what information they got their hands on. But he wasn’t here to fret over his fair weather ally.
He couldn’t fault the Count for keeping his cards to his chest. He wasn’t sure who was an ally and who was waiting for an opportunity to tear him apart. His bid for Lordship hadn’t yet found it’s footing and so everyone was an enemy. One wrong word from anyone and everyone in his House would turn on him, especially the factions who’ve dedicated decades to raising their choice to the seat. They wouldn’t look kindly on a usurper a fraction of their age. He found it interesting that he was still playing the room though; if it was Varis, Count Benjamin would be the only one he’d care to garner the respect of. Amaris and Victor were clearly incompitent and Eris, while growing his influence remarkably, didn’t have the clout to support his efforts.
“I don’t think anyone disagrees with you. Waiting on a singular piece of legislation that, as the boy explained at dinner with Ryner, is utterly unnecessary is just a waste of time. The vast majority of it maintains protections for situations that no sane vampire would be interested in breeding their mages anyways. But I don’t claim to understand the logic of vampires whose regimes have lasted longer than anyone even imagined the people in this room.” Varis agreed with a little sigh. At that point, the boy came out with the next round of blood. Varis would deny it but he was a bit nervous about this. Eris’ lack of discerning taste coupled with his mage’s disagreeable disposition suggested this was going to be an unpleasant experience. Hopefully, Eris thought this through and decided against serving something awful but he wouldn’t put in by the actor doing it just for fun.
“However, I’m more interested in what new ideas you’ll bring to the table. You’re at a disadvantage for the position and you’re going to climb over a number of your own to achieve it. What sort of motivation is great enough to overcome such daunting odds?” Varis asked.
Apricots and Grapes
Maddie felt awkward when her comment failed to drag attention away from Aaron. She just wanted him to let him do his work in peace but her information fell on deaf ears and all she wanted to do was become one with the couch so she wouldn’t have to try again. Thankfully, Aaron acknowledged it and that helped at the very least. She agreed with him of course; pissing off vampires would only make things worse for everyone involved. It was just some childish lashing out probably. She doubted it would last out in the real world and they were out from under the Princess’ protection. Hopefully that lesson wouldn’t hurt too much.
“I haven’t really had an opportunity to talk to you before but it;s nice to finally meet you face to face. Lilie's told me plenty of good things about you.” Maddie told the plant mage once Aaron had stepped back to the kitchen. "What did you plan to do before you knew you had magic?"
Crest of Maurice (Crest of the Beast) Unbeknownst to her, Clarissa's Crest passively compels honesty from both those she speaks with and herself.
Starting Class
Monk
Weapon of Choice
White Magic (Sword secondary)
Strengths
Faith and Authority
Weaknesses
Lance and Axe
Starting Spells
Heal Nosferatu
Personality
Bold and impulsive, Clarissa Edmund is an aggressively outspoken proponent of her beliefs. The first to disregard the pretense of deliberation, Clarissa refuses empty flattery and circular arguing in favor of constructive criticism advancing her agenda. Her stance on issues is rarely unknown and she operates without the veneer of secrecy her political peers are so well known for. It’s her opinion that transparency is the fundamental value of trust and that only those with ill intention gain anything from secrecy. As such, she throws herself entirely into whatever she considers worthwhile, sure in her steps and steadfast in her convictions, and rarely double guesses her decisions.
Unlike her mother who draws on the serenity of Seiros, Clarissa’s faith only fans the flames of her passion. She speaks glowingly of the establishment anytime the subject comes up, fully committed to the Church’s message of peace, forgiveness, and charity, and is quick to turn against those who speak ill of it. The Alliance’s neutrality with the Church has always bothered her—after all, Fodlan only stayed together thanks to the guidance of Archbishop Rhea—and she fully plans to support an expansion of the Church's influence in the Alliance.
History
The first born daughter of Beaufort and Odette Edmund, Clarissa Edmund seemed destined to be cut from the same cloth as her father: energetic, loud, and brash even as a baby. She spent her life proving everyone right. She spent her early years at her father’s knee, adopting his love for horseback riding, sailing, and swordplay during their outings and picking up the nuances of Edmund oration in the process. Each evening after lessons, the pair would slip away to Clarissa’s favorite spot in the family estate that overlooked the harbor and would talk about her studies and the world at large over a pot of mint tea.
Her mother however, maintained an incredibly strict lifestyle for Clarissa when she wasn’t with her father. Born with a minor Crest of the Beast, Odette wept when she learned Clarissa inherited a Major Crest. Marianne Edmund’s adoption tainted the family line with the cursed Crest and her influence still shaped how the family handled the Crest three hundred years later. Odette limited her interaction with anyone outside of the core staff and immediate family and immersed Clarissa in Church activity. She believed that only faith and piety could combat the Crest’s malignant effects. She kept the truth of the Crest away from Clarissa as long as she could and it worked for a while.
However, the birth of her younger brother afforded her an opportunity to escape her mother’s limitations. With Beaufort as her ally, Clarissa won independent outings to the Church for a weekly social gathering of children her age with the condition that a trusted family friend, Bishop Jehan, would act as her chaperone. The man had the patience of Saint Cethleann herself and handled her million questions with ease. Her social group consisted mostly of the children of wealthy merchants and she quickly established her reputation as a leader, taking responsibility for the group and their activities. She molded the group in the image of Odette’s charity work and focused primarily on assisting those without money by fixing garments and blankets for free. While she didn’t particularly care for the work, it was something she hadn’t been allowed to do before and she quite liked having friends.
She was content with her life and limited interactions until her 11th year, after the disastrous mock battle between House Gloucester and House Ordelia. Her father explained why the House had lost their seat: The House was on its last legs and survived solely on the support from others in the Alliance. As unfortunate as it was, a House needed to be powerful in its own right to sit at the table. The unease at the decision still festered inside her and unable to find the words to express why, she lashed out at her family, at her father for a horrible decision and at her mother for her absurd restrictions.
A screaming match with her mother revealed the true nature of her Crest. Clarissa fled after that, running to the only place she considered safe anymore and broke down in tears in front of Jehan. It took several long, awkward, and emotional conversations with the Bishop but eventually she found what had been unsettling her about the issue. The curse her family supposedly bore was a punishment for those who had no hand, no voice, in the decision their ancestor made, just like Duke Ordiela’s family had no choice in his decision to murder a fellow Lord. Her questions bordered on heretical, demanding why the Goddess would punish innocents for the acts of others. The bishop came up with an elegant solution: a Major Crest manifesting in her must mean the Goddess has given her the chance to redeem her bloodline. Clarissa clung desperately to that and shortly before her 13th birthday, she stepped out of her turmoil a new person.
Gone was the girl who would quietly accept her fate. Instead, Clarissa Edmund walked out as the heiress apparent of the Margravate of Edmund and she made sure it was known. It caused friction with her mother but Clarissa swept past that with her new found confidence. She reclaimed her social group that had been abandoned at the revelation of her curse, grew it, and began doubling down on her lessons. She accompanied her father to the Roundtable and took notes and developed questions for them to discuss later at their nightly meetings. She even attended a recent Roundtable on her own when he fell ill; she established her reputation quickly when one of them tried to exploit her age and she flew into an impassioned speech on the importance of change and progress and warned against letting hard fought wisdom turn to stagnation. After that she knew her next course of action clearly: Leading the Leicester Alliance. Her father supported her aspirations and enrolled her in Garrag Mach’s Officers Academy with the goal to strengthen the support she’d need to make the claim.
Trivia
Since it’s invitation to join the Roundtable of the Alliance after House Daphnel’s tragic inner conflict depriving them of their historic strength, House Edmund capitalized on and expanded its fair and equal trade policies that cemented the region’s economic success and bolstered the House’s influential voice. The growth of these policies demanded a rigorous focus on industrial growth and the development of skilled artisans and as such, House Edmund’s armed forces are significantly smaller than most of the other Houses of the alliances. Their contributions to the Alliance revolve heavily around the House’s financial resources, including funding the maintenance and improvement of Fodlan’s Locket, and levying the economic well being of the maritime routes connecting the Alliance to the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus. Their economic strength and stability are the result of an aggressive continuation of the fair trade policies they adapted early on in the Alliance’s days.Their policies focus on growing the means of production; ranging from incentivizing apprenticeships to both increase the labor pool and reduce poverty to subsidizing the cost to gather raw product.
Stemming from their economic progressivism (not to mention their lack of military might), the Margrave Edmund is always known as a skilled orator and the current one is no exception. Beaufort Edmund is a passionate voice at the Roundtables, often the first to push for the expansion of their own trade policies into other parts of the Alliance, and emphasizes the importance that the other Houses follow in House Edmund’s footsteps to expand the Alliance’s economic influence in the Empire. His passion for the well being of the citizens of the Alliance is apparent every time he brings a new social issue to the table, from the stagnation of the lower class to the archaic view that nobles are somehow purer or better than those who support them, and he is quick to rise against House Gloucester’s self absorbed, entitled, and snobbish beliefs.
His wife, Odette Edmund, is almost the complete opposite of her husband. She holds herself well and often comes off as aloof and cool but in reality is just introverted and quiet. Odette is a devoted member of the Eastern Church of Seiros, regularly using Edmund resources to promote its teachings through charity and community enhancement. The Church was an important ally to the House Edmund ever since the adoption of Marianne Edmund but Odette has greatly improved their relationship and the House is a regular contributor to the Eastern Church. The Margrave dotes on her whenever they are together and it isn’t uncommon to see them laughing quietly together as they walk the grounds of their home.
House Riegan: With shared trade routes and a monopoly on the northern coast of the Alliance, House Riegan and House Edmund have been close allies for centuries. What benefits one usual benefits both so the Dukes of both Houses have strived to remain on good terms through the years. Beaufort counts Rodolph among his closest friends.
House Goneril: House Edmund has historically supported the Gonerills because of their involvement in defending the borders of the Alliance against Almyrian invasion. However, the recent Duke Gonerill has lost some of their faith as he takes and tosses wives aside like trinkets. They stopped accepting his wedding invitations four wives ago. House Edmund is currently evaluating which side House has a suitable successor and will plan to support their claim if the current Duke fails to produce a suitable heir.
House Daphnel: As the newest member of the Roundtable, House Edmund certainly has an interest in House Daphnel’s business. Their desire to change the status quo certainly makes them an attractive investment opportunity and Beaufort is reaching out to see how House Edmund can… help.
House Gloucester: House Edmund acknowledges that the current Archduke has managed to stabilize the Alliance and those efforts are commendable. However, they have serious doubts that he’s able to take the Alliance further than what it was and are afraid that if the Gloucesters are permitted to maintain power much longer, the Alliance will see a reverse in social and economic progress.
Favorite Food: Two-fish Sauté
Clarissa's Crest power doesn't force people to tell her things. It only keeps them, and her, from lying in a conversation. If a character doesn't want to talk about something, they don't have to or they can tell her that they don't want to talk about it if it does come up.
James gave a half hearted salute to everyone as they left and he took the time to relax outside on the ground. What the hell had his life become? He did not sign up to face down powerful and dangerous people who kept insisting on crippling and killing the members of the Underground. How did they even get to this point? Their whole job was to help mutants escape persecution. Yet somehow, it felt like they were quickly turning into a small militia. They’d faced down Sinister, the others dealt with Polaris and Pyro trying to find a scientist, James and his team had to beat up a bunch of Purifiers while almost all of them were infected, and now Magneto had come calling. Great look for a relief group.
James sighed at the thought and focused on the sun on his face and the ground beneath him. He really ought to do this more often. It felt nice not to be thinking about the next thing, the next project, the next whatever nonsense they were going to be inevitably pulled into. Speaking on nonsense… James pulled himself up from the ground with a groan, feeling himself ache in places he didn’t realize could, and shook the dirt off his back. The team was back with Jack and Glimpse had probably poked through his head already so he should probably go check up on Sunshine. His legs protested but he made his way inside eventually. He felt like he could nap for the next nine hundred years. Yeah, he was definitely putting a nap on the to do list.
What he found in the garage was… honestly another day at the Underground. Waverly was bleeding, Spark Plug else had vomited if the smell was any indication, and things seemed a little tense. “So, uh, what’s up?” James asked, not really sure where to start with whatever shitstorm he just walked into.
@Scribe of Thoth Dude, that's fine! A few of the others don't either but we can teach you what you need to know and the wiki is plenty helpful too! Join us!
Hero, Obby, and I can talk for years about this so explaining is really no problem
@Hero Here is my CS for initial review. I took some liberty with where I put the height and eye color though so definitely let me know if I need to move it!
Height: 5'4" || Eye Color: Green
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Name
Clarissa von Edmund
Age
18 Born the 21st day of the Great Tree Moon, 1477
Country of Origin
Leicester Alliance
Social Standing
Noble: House Edmund
Crest
Crest of Maurice (Crest of the Beast) Unbeknownst to her, Clarissa's Crest passively compels honesty from both those she speaks with and herself.
Starting Class
Monk
Weapon of Choice
White Magic (Sword secondary)
Strengths
Faith and Authority
Weaknesses
Lance and Axe
Starting Spells
Heal
Personality
Bold and impulsive, Clarissa Edmund is an aggressively outspoken proponent of her beliefs. The first to disregard the pretense of deliberation, Clarissa refuses empty flattery and circular arguing in favor of constructive criticism advancing her agenda. Her stance on issues is rarely unknown and she operates without the veneer of secrecy her political peers are so well known for. It’s her opinion that transparency is the fundamental value of trust and that only those with ill intention gain anything from secrecy. As such, she throws herself entirely into whatever she considers worthwhile, sure in her steps and steadfast in her convictions, and rarely double guesses her decisions.
Unlike her mother who draws on the serenity of Seiros, Clarissa’s faith only fans the flames of her passion. She speaks glowingly of the establishment anytime the subject comes up, fully committed to the Church’s message of peace, forgiveness, and charity, and is quick to turn against those who speak ill of it. The Alliance’s neutrality with the Church has always bothered her—after all, Fodlan only stayed together thanks to the guidance of Archbishop Rhea—and she fully plans to support an expansion of the Church's influence in the Alliance.
History
The first born daughter of Beaufort and Odette Edmund, Clarissa Edmund seemed destined to be cut from the same cloth as her father: energetic, loud, and brash even as a baby. She spent her life proving everyone right. She spent her early years at her father’s knee, adopting his love for horseback riding, sailing, and swordplay during their outings and picking up the nuances of Edmund oration in the process. Each evening after lessons, the pair would slip away to Clarissa’s favorite spot in the family estate that overlooked the harbor and would talk about her studies and the world at large over a pot of mint tea.
Her mother however, maintained an incredibly strict lifestyle for Clarissa when she wasn’t with her father. Born with a minor Crest of the Beast, Odette wept when she learned Clarissa inherited a Major Crest. Marianne Edmund’s adoption tainted the family line with the cursed Crest and her influence still shaped how the family handled the Crest three hundred years later. Odette limited her interaction with anyone outside of the core staff and immediate family and immersed Clarissa in Church activity. She believed that only faith and piety could combat the Crest’s malignant effects. She kept the truth of the Crest away from Clarissa as long as she could and it worked for a while.
However, the birth of her younger brother afforded her an opportunity to escape her mother’s limitations. With Beaufort as her ally, Clarissa won independent outings to the Church for a weekly social gathering of children her age with the condition that a trusted family friend, Bishop Jehan, would act as her chaperone. The man had the patience of Saint Cethleann herself and handled her million questions with ease. Her social group consisted mostly of the children of wealthy merchants and she quickly established her reputation as a leader, taking responsibility for the group and their activities. She molded the group in the image of Odette’s charity work and focused primarily on assisting those without money by fixing garments and blankets for free. While she didn’t particularly care for the work, it was something she hadn’t been allowed to do before and she quite liked having friends.
She was content with her life and limited interactions until her 11th year, after the disastrous mock battle between House Gloucester and House Ordelia. Her father explained why the House had lost their seat: The House was on its last legs and survived solely on the support from others in the Alliance. As unfortunate as it was, a House needed to be powerful in its own right to sit at the table. The unease at the decision still festered inside her and unable to find the words to express why, she lashed out at her family, at her father for a horrible decision and at her mother for her absurd restrictions.
A screaming match with her mother revealed the true nature of her Crest. Clarissa fled after that, running to the only place she considered safe anymore and broke down in tears in front of Jehan. It took several long, awkward, and emotional conversations with the Bishop but eventually she found what had been unsettling her about the issue. The curse her family supposedly bore was a punishment for those who had no hand, no voice, in the decision their ancestor made, just like Duke Ordiela’s family had no choice in his decision to murder a fellow Lord. Her questions bordered on heretical, demanding why the Goddess would punish innocents for the acts of others. The bishop came up with an elegant solution: a Major Crest manifesting in her must mean the Goddess has given her the chance to redeem her bloodline. Clarissa clung desperately to that and shortly before her 13th birthday, she stepped out of her turmoil a new person.
Gone was the girl who would quietly accept her fate. Instead, Clarissa Edmund walked out as the heiress apparent of the Margravate of Edmund and she made sure it was known. It caused friction with her mother but Clarissa swept past that with her new found confidence. She reclaimed her social group that had been abandoned at the revelation of her curse, grew it, and began doubling down on her lessons. She accompanied her father to the Roundtable and took notes and developed questions for them to discuss later at their nightly meetings. She even attended a recent Roundtable on her own when he fell ill; she established her reputation quickly when one of them tried to exploit her age and she flew into an impassioned speech on the importance of change and progress and warned against letting hard fought wisdom turn to stagnation. After that she knew her next course of action clearly: Leading the Leicester Alliance. Her father supported her aspirations and enrolled her in Garrag Mach’s Officers Academy with the goal to strengthen the support she’d need to make the claim.
Trivia
Since it’s invitation to join the Roundtable of the Alliance after House Daphnel’s tragic inner conflict depriving them of their historic strength, House Edmund capitalized on and expanded its fair and equal trade policies that cemented the region’s economic success and bolstered the House’s influential voice. The growth of these policies demanded a rigorous focus on industrial growth and the development of skilled artisans and as such, House Edmund’s armed forces are significantly smaller than most of the other Houses of the alliances. Their contributions to the Alliance revolve heavily around the House’s financial resources, including funding the maintenance and improvement of Fodlan’s Locket, and levying the economic well being of the maritime routes connecting the Alliance to the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus. Their economic strength and stability are the result of an aggressive continuation of the fair trade policies they adapted early on in the Alliance’s days.Their policies focus on growing the means of production; ranging from incentivizing apprenticeships to both increase the labor pool and reduce poverty to subsidizing the cost to gather raw product.
Stemming from their economic progressivism (not to mention their lack of military might), the Margrave Edmund is always known as a skilled orator and the current one is no exception. Beaufort Edmund is a passionate voice at the Roundtables, often the first to push for the expansion of their own trade policies into other parts of the Alliance, and emphasizes the importance that the other Houses follow in House Edmund’s footsteps to expand the Alliance’s economic influence in the Empire. His passion for the well being of the citizens of the Alliance is apparent every time he brings a new social issue to the table, from the stagnation of the lower class to the archaic view that nobles are somehow purer or better than those who support them, and he is quick to rise against House Gloucester’s self absorbed, entitled, and snobbish beliefs.
His wife, Odette Edmund, is almost the complete opposite of her husband. She holds herself well and often comes off as aloof and cool but in reality is just introverted and quiet. Odette is a devoted member of the Eastern Church of Seiros, regularly using Edmund resources to promote its teachings through charity and community enhancement. The Church was an important ally to the House Edmund ever since the adoption of Marianne Edmund but Odette has greatly improved their relationship and the House is a regular contributor to the Eastern Church. The Margrave dotes on her whenever they are together and it isn’t uncommon to see them laughing quietly together as they walk the grounds of their home.
Favorite Food: Two-fish Sauté
Clarissa's Crest power doesn't force people to tell her things. It only keeps them, and her, from lying in a conversation. If a character doesn't want to talk about something, they don't have to or they can tell her that they don't want to talk about it if it does come up.
Hiya, AChronum here! Although I'm relatively new to rping, I have plenty of writing experience and love trying new genres and styles. I absolutely love high magic fantasy RPs and am pretty much willing to do anything so long as I can create a charaxter, not play an existing one, and develop lots and lots of backstory! I'm perfectly comfortable with all mature themes as well, although smut for smut's sake is out of the question.
Interested in an RP? Send me a PM and have a magically marvelous day!
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Hiya, AChronum here! Although I'm relatively new to rping, I have plenty of writing experience and love trying new genres and styles. I absolutely love high magic fantasy RPs and am pretty much willing to do anything so long as I can create a charaxter, not play an existing one, and develop lots and lots of backstory! I'm perfectly comfortable with all mature themes as well, although smut for smut's sake is out of the question.<br><br>Interested in an RP? Send me a PM and have a magically marvelous day! </div>
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