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A quiet day is a good day, especially when it doesn't have to be productive.
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I made a new RP for the first time... In years. roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… please give it a look!
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Fallout Tactics has death claws that can talk, scary killer robots, and the ability to have a tank. It just doesn't... Sit well with the rest of lore.
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Well like I said most of his force training has been ignored since his exile, his force immunity has been kept up but he can only really move light object if he focuses and persuasion is something he has yet to master and it often fails in his current state. Also all Jedi master Shii cho first before learning any other technique.
Well like I said most of his force training has been ignored since his exile, his force immunity has been kept up but he can only really move light object if he focuses and persuasion is something he has yet to master and it often fails in his current state.
Just wanted to let you know Pegasi are easier to bond to women that's why there female but it's kinda cool that we have a unique Pegasus knight. It's kinda glanced over but I think that's right, don't quote me on that though, also welcome!
Name: Sentinel Airus Hollows
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Species: Miraluka
Homeworld: The Jedi Academy is closet thing to home for Airus.
Physical Appearance: Standing at 6 foot 3 inches Airus is not a small man however he is only of average build. He has soft auburn hair that kept short and thick. His face is very soft almost friendly unlike most Jedi who are very serious and with a blue headband wrapped over his eye sockets he comes off as a kindly sensitive man. Never scene without his robes on or a weapon at his side under his robes he has plastisteel plates to protect from explosives and blaster bolts.
Personality: Airus is pretty friendly often hiding his emotions with humor and a smile. In actuality he is real quite pained, believing the Jedi council betrayed him along with his former master in taking away his sister. Due to Airus being in secret exile he has become very good a making friends and getting know people on a personal level forming friendships and bonds of trust. Airus also has become wary of Jedi more traditional who have always looked at him with shame, this was due to fact Airus himself was the child of two Jedi who fled the temple but were forced to leave him behind. Most Jedi look down on him as they believe him weak and unable to perform as well as other Jedi even if his track record says otherwise.
Skills: Airus use's two styles of light-saber combat Jar'kai and Shii-cho.
Equipment: Airus carries four light-sabers to of more recent design built by him and to older models formerly owned by his parents as well standard robes given to most Jedi along with a few plastisteel plates for added protection.
Powers: Force-immunity (Able to hold ground when being force pushed and able to survive interrogation by force longer.) Force sight (Seeing though the due to lack of eyes however because of weak force control he could considered near sighted, but this does allow him to sense peoples motives and force alignment, provided he close enough and has a clear line of sight.
Flaws: He severely lacks in piloting skills, barely able to keep a ship moving much less perform combat maneuvers, as most Jedi use the force when they pilot to give them incredible reaction times and intuition. Also because Airus was born from a Miraluka mother and a Human father he has a weak immune system and a weak force connection he sometimes has trouble seeing far away which can be a problem as he has no eyes.
Personal History: Airus was born of a secret relationship between two Jedi, he has never known his parents and the council refuses to speak of them as do any of the master's Airus has asked in his time at the academy. Airus display's extreme skill with the blade learning two forms of light-saber combat and being very well adept in both of them, his force powers lack substantially, which is why he trains in force-immunity rather than healing or combat techniques. By age 18 he was made a Jedi Sentinel of the order, he was promoted at a young age due to the fact many masters at the temple felt presence tainted the place with the fact a promotion and a back water planet assignment would keep far away and keep him from gaining a Padawan or becoming a Master. During this time he also built both his first light-saber soon after he and his former master were deployed to Tatoonine as Jedi Watchmen. It only took him a few weeks to figure out why he had been sent here, his old master and only friend would leave at the end of three years, where as he had been assigned there indefinitely.
Two years later during a routine patrol he and the Master Jedi saw a burning house and made haste to see what had happened as well as signaling the local authorities to the disturbance. They arrive to find what to find a man and women dead from Sandpeople raiders and a young Miraluka girl cowering under a overturned speeder, while the master comforted the girl he searched the home. As he looked though the smokey building he felt the force drawing him to the bedroom were he collected a lock box and raced out coughing violently. He noticed the box had a force lock on it drawing upon his power he unlocked it. What he found inside brought forward emotions he had once buried, photos of him and his parents right after his birth and a letter addressed to him and their light-sabers. He broke down crying as he read the letter from his deceased parents, both of them having gone into hiding and having another child 8 years ago's, his sister. Taking the lock bow, he looked at his master, asking her to step away from the girl, as he walked over giving her a hug and wiping away her tears telling her of there shared parents. He promised her that he would look out for her then turned to look at his former master holding the girls hand, he raced past the master Jedi to his speeder, abandoning the home. The siblings spent days together hiding out and talking become very close before deciding to escape this world. He made it to the spaceport before the local authorities caught him, his old master taking away his sister as they both kicked and screamed not wanting to let go of there only remaining family.
After that incident Airus was sent into exile, most of the orders younger members and even a couple masters understood his plight and how he must feel, he now spends much of his time traversing the planets and facing criminals. While of course he was allowed to return to the temple or the academy at any time he could not bring himself to, not until they let him train his sister. The council would never agree to this though as they thought attachment would weaken them both, thus Airus would not work with other Jedi again. Until he received word that in exchange for joining the task-force and completing the missions assigned to him he would receive the right to take his sister on as his Padawan learner. During his time away the council kept a eye on him trying to decide what should be done he is to skilled to place in permanent exile yet to tainted to teach. They decided to offer him a chance at teaching his sister knowing full and well that he would jump at the chance, they hope he falls in battle so they place his sister on the right path and remove his stain from the Order.
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Species: Miraluka
Homeworld: The Jedi Academy is closet thing to home for Airus.
Physical Appearance: Standing at 6 foot 3 inches Airus is not a small man however he is only of average build. He has soft auburn hair that kept short and thick. His face is very soft almost friendly unlike most Jedi who are very serious and with a blue headband wrapped over his eye sockets he comes off as a kindly sensitive man. Never scene without his robes on or a weapon at his side under his robes he has plastisteel plates to protect from explosives and blaster bolts.
Personality: Airus is pretty friendly often hiding his emotions with humor and a smile. In actuality he is real quite pained, believing the Jedi council betrayed him along with his former master in taking away his sister. Due to Airus being in secret exile he has become very good a making friends and getting know people on a personal level forming friendships and bonds of trust. Airus also has become wary of Jedi more traditional who have always looked at him with shame, this was due to fact Airus himself was the child of two Jedi who fled the temple but were forced to leave him behind. Most Jedi look down on him as they believe him weak and unable to perform as well as other Jedi even if his track record says otherwise.
Skills: Airus use's two styles of light-saber combat Jar'kai and Shii-cho.
Equipment: Airus carries four light-sabers to of more recent design built by him and to older models formerly owned by his parents as well standard robes given to most Jedi along with a few plastisteel plates for added protection.
Powers: Force-immunity (Able to hold ground when being force pushed and able to survive interrogation by force longer.) Force sight (Seeing though the due to lack of eyes however because of weak force control he could considered near sighted, but this does allow him to sense peoples motives and force alignment, provided he close enough and has a clear line of sight.
Flaws: He severely lacks in piloting skills, barely able to keep a ship moving much less perform combat maneuvers, as most Jedi use the force when they pilot to give them incredible reaction times and intuition. Also because Airus was born from a Miraluka mother and a Human father he has a weak immune system and a weak force connection he sometimes has trouble seeing far away which can be a problem as he has no eyes.
Personal History: Airus was born of a secret relationship between two Jedi, he has never known his parents and the council refuses to speak of them as do any of the master's Airus has asked in his time at the academy. Airus display's extreme skill with the blade learning two forms of light-saber combat and being very well adept in both of them, his force powers lack substantially, which is why he trains in force-immunity rather than healing or combat techniques. By age 18 he was made a Jedi Sentinel of the order, he was promoted at a young age due to the fact many masters at the temple felt presence tainted the place with the fact a promotion and a back water planet assignment would keep far away and keep him from gaining a Padawan or becoming a Master. During this time he also built both his first light-saber soon after he and his former master were deployed to Tatoonine as Jedi Watchmen. It only took him a few weeks to figure out why he had been sent here, his old master and only friend would leave at the end of three years, where as he had been assigned there indefinitely.
Two years later during a routine patrol he and the Master Jedi saw a burning house and made haste to see what had happened as well as signaling the local authorities to the disturbance. They arrive to find what to find a man and women dead from Sandpeople raiders and a young Miraluka girl cowering under a overturned speeder, while the master comforted the girl he searched the home. As he looked though the smokey building he felt the force drawing him to the bedroom were he collected a lock box and raced out coughing violently. He noticed the box had a force lock on it drawing upon his power he unlocked it. What he found inside brought forward emotions he had once buried, photos of him and his parents right after his birth and a letter addressed to him and their light-sabers. He broke down crying as he read the letter from his deceased parents, both of them having gone into hiding and having another child 8 years ago's, his sister. Taking the lock bow, he looked at his master, asking her to step away from the girl, as he walked over giving her a hug and wiping away her tears telling her of there shared parents. He promised her that he would look out for her then turned to look at his former master holding the girls hand, he raced past the master Jedi to his speeder, abandoning the home. The siblings spent days together hiding out and talking become very close before deciding to escape this world. He made it to the spaceport before the local authorities caught him, his old master taking away his sister as they both kicked and screamed not wanting to let go of there only remaining family.
After that incident Airus was sent into exile, most of the orders younger members and even a couple masters understood his plight and how he must feel, he now spends much of his time traversing the planets and facing criminals. While of course he was allowed to return to the temple or the academy at any time he could not bring himself to, not until they let him train his sister. The council would never agree to this though as they thought attachment would weaken them both, thus Airus would not work with other Jedi again. Until he received word that in exchange for joining the task-force and completing the missions assigned to him he would receive the right to take his sister on as his Padawan learner. During his time away the council kept a eye on him trying to decide what should be done he is to skilled to place in permanent exile yet to tainted to teach. They decided to offer him a chance at teaching his sister knowing full and well that he would jump at the chance, they hope he falls in battle so they place his sister on the right path and remove his stain from the Order.
So question I know most FE games have romance so is that a factor in this? Just curious as I know that was a major point in awakening.
James groaned from under ruins of the cargo bay pulling himself up, out of the rubble he picked up his bag 'Well at least it didn't set off my grenades, I'd be dead otherwise' he thought as he looked around sighing he went over to were the wounded lay pulling out some of the strawberries he had received from his last job. Looking at those who had been hurt and those who were helping he smiled extending the small metal case of berries out "Hey, I've got some food if you guys are hungry!"
Name: James "Arrow" Hammond
Age: 24
Description: Arrow is thin but well muscled, standing around 5 feet 9 inches he does not seem intimidating, but he can bring down larger men with easy and his weapon skills are very diverse. Even without much money he keeps himself looking good, medium length red hair and blue eyes. By the way he acts and his skill set it's almost obvious he was with the Alliance at some point.
Personality: "We got hostiles? You need five minutes to load the cargo? I can buy you ten. Twenty if you give me a gun."
Very easy going and a bit of aloud mouth, but very warm and friendly, often jokes to deflect things he doesn't want to talk about.
Skill set: Expert with rifles, pistols, hand to hand, and bows, he excels at stealth and demolition.
Equipment: The large bow on his back made of titanium and a silent Alliance class energy pistol on his belt, the rest of his gear is communication equipment and homemade explosives. With three sets on near identical clothes black jeans, a grey turtle neck, and a black to-bogon along with a belt with a holster and a chest bandoleer with arrows and his bow.
Unique traits: Arrow has extremely keen eyes that can spot trouble before it happens, he also has many combat skills however lacks in any other skills for civilian life making him unable to perform basic tasks.
Age: 24
Description: Arrow is thin but well muscled, standing around 5 feet 9 inches he does not seem intimidating, but he can bring down larger men with easy and his weapon skills are very diverse. Even without much money he keeps himself looking good, medium length red hair and blue eyes. By the way he acts and his skill set it's almost obvious he was with the Alliance at some point.
Personality: "We got hostiles? You need five minutes to load the cargo? I can buy you ten. Twenty if you give me a gun."
Very easy going and a bit of aloud mouth, but very warm and friendly, often jokes to deflect things he doesn't want to talk about.
Skill set: Expert with rifles, pistols, hand to hand, and bows, he excels at stealth and demolition.
Equipment: The large bow on his back made of titanium and a silent Alliance class energy pistol on his belt, the rest of his gear is communication equipment and homemade explosives. With three sets on near identical clothes black jeans, a grey turtle neck, and a black to-bogon along with a belt with a holster and a chest bandoleer with arrows and his bow.
Unique traits: Arrow has extremely keen eyes that can spot trouble before it happens, he also has many combat skills however lacks in any other skills for civilian life making him unable to perform basic tasks.
Two Weeks earlier in Regna Ferox
Jacob sighed as he once again went over the papers on his desk, it couldn't be coincidence, no these had to be related. The attacks were to close and patterned, Grimleal? No they had no influence in this region, bandits more than likely, but well organized the attacks were not simple bumpkins with axes. They had at least basic strategy and some discipline, this would require investigation, well he had been thinking about going home, now he had an excuse to return.
One Week earlier in Regna Ferox
Jacob nodded as he finished packing the last of his books and writing tools as he heard footsteps approaching. He turned to the person walking towards him and was meet with the sight of his former employer and friend, the western Khan Basilio. “Khan Basilio, here to see me off?” Jacob said with a smile, the young man wore his silver robe with intricate red designs and a hidden pocket for a spell tomes, under the robe was his scabbard and his simple metal chest plate. His red hair fell into his eyes emerald eyes, yet Basilio knew that under all that lay a brilliant mind.
The Khan smiled patting the young tactician on the head “Yes boy, I’m sorry to see you go, I’ve had your pay transferred to the capital of Ylisse so you don’t have to travel with all you have on your back. Also I wanted to wish you luck in your bandit hunt, just be careful you have to come back and win me the right to lead Ferox next year!” Laughed the Khan as he patted Jacob on the back, the man had given him his first real chance. Letting him devise strategies to fend off Risen over the past couple years. He had done well in Ferox all that training and experience, now it was time, he could start helping his homeland, Ylisse.
Present day
Jacob bit into one of the honey trail rations he purchased in Ferox as walked over the hill towards the first village on his list, it looked peaceful and quiet. That soon came to an end when he heard a young man scream,”No! I’m too late!” He thought as he surged forward pulling a magic tome from his ornate robe. Were the bandits attacking this village already? Thoughts raced through his head as he near the town he noticed no attackers just a crowd near the barn the former soldier sighed relaxing some as he loosen his grip on the tome. That’s when he spotted the young man who had screamed, a farmer, he looked as common as the others, though perhaps a bit more determined. His eye’s settled on a girl close to his age, he immediately began to size her up, fast, obviously she had gotten there before the villagers and found a spot to conceal herself from them, he had barely noticed her and he was trained to spot ambushes! Next she seemed armed, with what he couldn't tell, and lastly she was watching the commotion carefully. It clicked, she was a thief, here to scout for the bandits perhaps? Or maybe an independent one, he would have to ask her, for now it seemed best to deter her. He walked over and tapped her on the shoulder deciding to move his robe slightly so she could see his armor, sword, and spell book, hoping she would not attack if she saw he was armed. He spoke softly yet with purpose “May I speak with you please miss?” He waited for a response hoping it would not be a violent one.
Jacob sighed as he once again went over the papers on his desk, it couldn't be coincidence, no these had to be related. The attacks were to close and patterned, Grimleal? No they had no influence in this region, bandits more than likely, but well organized the attacks were not simple bumpkins with axes. They had at least basic strategy and some discipline, this would require investigation, well he had been thinking about going home, now he had an excuse to return.
One Week earlier in Regna Ferox
Jacob nodded as he finished packing the last of his books and writing tools as he heard footsteps approaching. He turned to the person walking towards him and was meet with the sight of his former employer and friend, the western Khan Basilio. “Khan Basilio, here to see me off?” Jacob said with a smile, the young man wore his silver robe with intricate red designs and a hidden pocket for a spell tomes, under the robe was his scabbard and his simple metal chest plate. His red hair fell into his eyes emerald eyes, yet Basilio knew that under all that lay a brilliant mind.
The Khan smiled patting the young tactician on the head “Yes boy, I’m sorry to see you go, I’ve had your pay transferred to the capital of Ylisse so you don’t have to travel with all you have on your back. Also I wanted to wish you luck in your bandit hunt, just be careful you have to come back and win me the right to lead Ferox next year!” Laughed the Khan as he patted Jacob on the back, the man had given him his first real chance. Letting him devise strategies to fend off Risen over the past couple years. He had done well in Ferox all that training and experience, now it was time, he could start helping his homeland, Ylisse.
Present day
Jacob bit into one of the honey trail rations he purchased in Ferox as walked over the hill towards the first village on his list, it looked peaceful and quiet. That soon came to an end when he heard a young man scream,”No! I’m too late!” He thought as he surged forward pulling a magic tome from his ornate robe. Were the bandits attacking this village already? Thoughts raced through his head as he near the town he noticed no attackers just a crowd near the barn the former soldier sighed relaxing some as he loosen his grip on the tome. That’s when he spotted the young man who had screamed, a farmer, he looked as common as the others, though perhaps a bit more determined. His eye’s settled on a girl close to his age, he immediately began to size her up, fast, obviously she had gotten there before the villagers and found a spot to conceal herself from them, he had barely noticed her and he was trained to spot ambushes! Next she seemed armed, with what he couldn't tell, and lastly she was watching the commotion carefully. It clicked, she was a thief, here to scout for the bandits perhaps? Or maybe an independent one, he would have to ask her, for now it seemed best to deter her. He walked over and tapped her on the shoulder deciding to move his robe slightly so she could see his armor, sword, and spell book, hoping she would not attack if she saw he was armed. He spoke softly yet with purpose “May I speak with you please miss?” He waited for a response hoping it would not be a violent one.
Don't worry we don't all need long detailed intro's, just establishing things so don't be intimated OppositionJ it doesn't have to be that long. Mine won't, unless I go off on a tangent or get really into it.
I related it back to a place I new existed, Dedonus is right Maribelle's Father is the Duke and Jacob happened to abandon the place right before Gangrels attack and kidnapping of Maribelle so he could be seen as a traitor or deserter in there eyes. I felt it gave him something to fear and a reason why he might be scared to come home.
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