Apollosarcher

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@Dragoknighte I use magnets no recoil well at least real significant recoil. It's why they are such good a good weapon for space.

Elibian Nights

@KawaiiKyouko Sorry I'm late, missed the Waifu wars I guess. Been a tad busy but... Well, I saw our lack of Sacaen nomads and it disturbed me deeply. I couldn't help but bring in my favorite class type.

Prince of The Plains

"The winds have changed... War drums are beaten, we must be ready to fight for our home."

Name: Cadfael of the Kutolah

Title: Prince of Kutolah Tribe

Age: 22

Class: Nomad

Sexuality: Straight

Home: Sacaen Plains

Equipment: Iron Bow

Economy: 500 gold

Personality: Passionate and honest, Cadfael is one of the people of the plains in everything he does. Though Kutolah now dominates the plains as the largest tribe, you would not know it to meet their prince. He speaks humbly and bows to others, he is honestly friendly to those around him though readily tells them exactly his thoughts. As the chief's son, he fought to be treated like any other Nomad and rose through the rank not by status but through skill.

Alignment: Good Neutral

Simple description: Out of combat, Cadfael wears simple purple robes with red trim and his long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail.

Level: 1

Basestats:

Health Points: 16
Strength/Magic: 6
Skill: 7
Speed: 6
Luck: 2
Defense: 6
Resistance: 2

Growths:

Health Points: 70%
Strength/Magic: 70%
Skill: 70%
Speed: 70%
Luck: 20%
Defense: 30%
Resistance: 30%

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

Honestly, I'm not sure I even need to post Paladin Ariin would have started to retreat after his shots were fired. He's got plenty of range out here and he's slow as fuck even in space.

War Notes

Foley sighed as he summoned his bow. "First off what we're going to do before, they had us out numbered and at short range. They wanted us alive and escaping here is a lot easier than trying to face down a bunch of soldiers after days of travel on foot." Foley answered as his books returned to his side, then he summoned his bow and quiver, throwing the rifle strap over his shoulder as he started to follow Egwene.

"Well, I suppose she's decided what we are doing, attack it is. Let's find the rest of our things and get out of here." He sighed, knowing with these two there was little point in trying to come up with a plan or even set out a standard pattern of attack. "If we can get outside of this place I should be able to tell where we are, I grew up here in Orello, I was sent up here to act as a scout and guide for the terrain." He explained as he moved through the halls three arrows in his left hands one placed against the string two others ready to be fired in rapid succession.

"Clear the base, find Morgan, and then find the other Imperial troops." He swiftly told his two friends, ignoring the burning in his leg as they moved along looking for a battle.

STAR WARS [Group Driven, High Casual/Advanced]

The Monk

Dasaen

“I seek another, but I cannot ignore suffering. No one who feels the force could.”

G E N E R A L D A T A

N A M E

Seeker Dasaen

A G E

35

G E N D E R

Male

S P E C I E S

Miraluka

A P P E A R A N C E

One might mistake Dasaen for a Refugee at first glance, and even more so if they were to truly look at his clothing and bandaged head. His features kept hidden by his cloak and bandages, though tuft's of crimson hair can sometimes be seen upon his head. Well muscled and agile he seems rather strong for someone living among the slums. Standing roughly six feet tall with a medium build Dasaen has little in the way of defining features. He bears a handful of scars along his torso from years of training with his brothers.

T E C H N I C A L D A T A

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Careful
Kind
Curious
Gentle
Meticulous
Distant
Pleasant
Thoughful

S K I L L S

Doctor: While Seekers of Luka Sene are normally more combat oriented, they often have additional skills they can call upon as they are simply all of the same school rather than a a religious order. As such Dasaen is a very skilled doctor able to command his own influence of the force with medical training. More importantly his studies include xenobiology, as such he holds a deeper understanding of how to perform surgery on aliens and what medicines are best for their bodies. He can also use the force to accelerate healing times or prevent death for short times, though it requires full focus and is less effective on larger wounds.

Martial Training: No Sene Seeker goes without training, it would be naive and foolish to assume that all those who fail are willing to be redeemed or those who led to the fall would allow them to be redeemed. As such Dasaen trained heavily in hand to hand and staff combat under the tutelage of master warriors among the Luka Sene. He also received combat training with a vibroblade, however, he tries to avoid it, to end a life is no small matter and the last resort alone. His medical training and understanding of Xenobiology mean's that he often tries to wound or strike critical points on an opponent with his staff.

Force Monk: Born on Alpheridies even with his strong connection to the force he is not a Jedi or Sith. As a member of the Luka Sene he simply studied the force to better the lives of those on his homeworld. As such he can move objects with the force, having advance force sense, Farsight, and Field Detection. He can perform combat moves such as the force push and pull. More impressively he has learned to heal with the force with no instructor to teach him.

Force Historian: Part of the work the Miraluka do in the Luka Sene is to preserve the history of the force. They talk of it, record it and try to understand the viewpoints of other force users. While they forceship the force they also wish to understand other views on it so they may better educate themselves in future interactions. As such Luka Sene often know more of Jedi and Sith history than some of the members of those orders, though that could be intentional on the parts of Sith and Jedi.

E Q U I P M E N T

▷ Vibro-staff with a cortosis weave.
▷ Bothan Needler
▷ Medical kits
▷ Symbols of Ashla and Bogan
▷ Datapad

H I S T O R Y

Born Alpheridies to loving parents, Dasaen parents were counseled and when he was old enough Dasaen chose to enter the Luka Sene. He did so knowing that it was a promise to remain faithful to the teachings of Ashla and Bogan, but to never follow the path of death. Among his peers, he showed considerable talent and understanding as a member of the Luka Sene. Yet as a galaxy of war boiled around them, the Mira Luka renewed their faith in the Jedi and the Republic, though he could sense the pain that the Mandalorian's caused they still believed in the non-violent method.

When the new Sith Empire rose, members of the Luka Sene began to slip away off to follow the calls of Bogan. Many Sene Seekers left and few returned most with the sad news of death. This war was different the Miraluka offered more to the Jedi they were so closely tied with, advisors and trainers to help recover the organization's numbers.

As he grew older and became more steeped in the history of the Bogan following Sith and the Ashla believing Sith he found himself understanding more and more why they fought. He understood why his people so rightly tried to distance themselves from the Sith, they did not understand kinship or compassion. They believe violence and destruction the only tools worthy of use, they killed without thought or reason needing only to prove they were strong.

He heard the story that many choose to follow the Sith, and he wondered why anyone would wish death and hate upon the galaxy? He didn't understand the reasoning or want to, anyone who could justify the destruction of an entire planet was beyond redemption. Yet as the conflict came to a close it dawned on him, they had followed because they thought he would win. To them survival and winning meant more than being good, that was a shock that unnerved the young man.

Yet once more the war was ended and now finally the Miraluka believed the worst to be over. Now a more senior member thanks to so many deaths and growing up in the shadow of this war Dasaen had become even more committed to preventing future suffering across the galaxy. He often petitioned aid missions to other devasted worlds or offering more aid to the Republic and even the Jedi than they had already given.

Now more than ever he wanted to spread the belief in the force but simply the kinship and bond Miraluka shared with their own species. That they did not have to battle and kill they were all one big family and that they were not so different the force impacted them all. That

When he finally believed his voice might be heard, tragedy struck yet again with the destruction of the colony world Katarr. They felt the loss and pain, for months they grieved at the sudden and grievous loss of life that befell the Miraluka people. Dasaen and others went to the world, to conduct rights and hopefully let the souls of the dead find peace within the force. Yet upon arrival, they saw visions of death and pain, yet a hope a survivor no longer on the planet, of course, the Luka Sene convened believing this survivor to important in some way to the force.

Thus they turned inward to prepare Seekers, they found that few were ready for the task and they had no clear information on where the missing Miraluka might be. Dasaen volunteered to go alone and search all his life if it took it to bring their missing kin home. Believing the best place to start his search was a hub of refugees he booked passage to Nar Shaddaa. Finding the poor and downtrodden here in such terrible a terrible state, he took to help everywhere he could. Thugs would occasionally try to stop yet none have yet succeeded, lately, they have taken to ignoring and mocking the Dasaen.

Dasaen, however, did not care what they called him, yet he found it all so hurtful. That a world like this could exist, where people cheered for death and caused it without caring. Where lives could be bought and sold... It disgusted him deeply, yet what could he do? Freeing slaves on a planet where they could go nowhere but back to their masters was pointless. He could barely feed himself sometimes, where would he find food the thousand if not hundreds of thousands starving around him. This was not a job for a Miraluka this would need an army or aid from dedicated workers... A Jedi could change things perhaps but he was not that nor could he pretend to be, so he attention turned to leave. His missing sister was not here and now he would move on to find her.

Though rumors of his skill and good standing with the refugees would be of interest to the Exchange. A Miraluka Seeker must be seeking something, thus if he still here he has not found it and even if it goes against his values leaving the planet to continue his search might just be enough to make him play ball.

Elibean Nights (A Fire Emblem RP)

Well been awhile since I tried a Fire Emblem RP... And I do love the older games so I'll give this a shot for sure.

War Notes

Slowly Foley moved from his spot, using the keys to unlock Zarin's cuffs and pulled off his gag as well. "Sorry, you missed the action." He paused hearing the sharp kick to the iron bars picking up a rifle tossing it to Zarin. "Watch the hallway, we don't know how many are still around... Or heard all noise we're making." He moved to Egwene's cell unlocking the door carefully.

"Keep it down, we really don't have any weapons for a fight against a bunch of these guys." He added moving towards the door picking up another dropped rifle. "So... We have a few options. Try and slip through the place and find our weapons. We can try and signal for help, but they could draw the enemy to us quickly as well. Lastly, we can try and use these weapons to fight our way out."

Carefully Foley began to strip each soldier of his weapons, ammo, and anything else they could use against those who had captured them. "So, any thoughts... I'm wounded as well by the way... Beat my leg pretty hard so I can't really run." He answered aiming the rifle to test the sights. "I vote we try to signal the others, and use this position to defend ourselves against enemies while we wait for help."

War Notes

So... Since @Kayden S hasn't been on in a few days should I just skip his response and go right along with plotting an escape?

STAR WARS [Group Driven, High Casual/Advanced]

The Monk

Dasaen

“I seek another, but I cannot ignore suffering. No one who feels the force could.”

G E N E R A L D A T A

N A M E

Seeker Dasaen

A G E

35

G E N D E R

Male

S P E C I E S

Miraluka

A P P E A R A N C E

One might mistake Dasaen for a Refugee at first glance, and even more so if they were to truly look at his clothing and bandaged head. His features kept hidden by his cloak and bandages, though tuft's of crimson hair can sometimes be seen upon his head. Well muscled and agile he seems rather strong for someone living among the slums. Standing roughly six feet tall with a medium build Dasaen has little in the way of defining features. He bears a handful of scars along his torso from years of training with his brothers.

T E C H N I C A L D A T A

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Careful
Kind
Curious
Gentle
Meticulous
Distant
Pleasant
Thoughful

S K I L L S

Doctor: While Seekers of Luka Sene are normally more combat oriented, they often have additional skills they can call upon as they are simply all of the same school rather than a a religious order. As such Dasaen is a very skilled doctor able to command his own influence of the force with medical training. More importantly his studies include xenobiology, as such he holds a deeper understanding of how to perform surgery on aliens and what medicines are best for their bodies. He can also use the force to accelerate healing times or prevent death for short times, though it requires full focus and is less effective on larger wounds.

Martial Training: No Sene Seeker goes without training, it would be naive and foolish to assume that all those who fail are willing to be redeemed or those who led to the fall would allow them to be redeemed. As such Dasaen trained heavily in hand to hand and staff combat under the tutelage of master warriors among the Luka Sene. He also received combat training with a vibroblade, however, he tries to avoid it, to end a life is no small matter and the last resort alone. His medical training and understanding of Xenobiology mean's that he often tries to wound or strike critical points on an opponent with his staff.

Force Monk: Born on Alpheridies even with his strong connection to the force he is not a Jedi or Sith. As a member of the Luka Sene he simply studied the force to better the lives of those on his homeworld. As such he can move objects with the force, having advance force sense, Farsight, and Field Detection. He can perform combat moves such as the force push and pull. More impressively he has learned to heal with the force with no instructor to teach him.

Force Historian: Part of the work the Miraluka do in the Luka Sene is to preserve the history of the force. They talk of it, record it and try to understand the viewpoints of other force users. While they forceship the force they also wish to understand other views on it so they may better educate themselves in future interactions. As such Luka Sene often know more of Jedi and Sith history than some of the members of those orders, though that could be intentional on the parts of Sith and Jedi.

E Q U I P M E N T

▷ Vibro-staff with a cortosis weave.
▷ Bothan Needler
▷ Medical kits
▷ Symbols of Ashla and Bogan
▷ Datapad

H I S T O R Y

Born Alpheridies to loving parents, Dasaen parents were counseled and when he was old enough Dasaen chose to enter the Luka Sene. He did so knowing that it was a promise to remain faithful to the teachings of Ashla and Bogan, but to never follow the path of death. Among his peers, he showed considerable talent and understanding as a member of the Luka Sene. Yet as a galaxy of war boiled around them, the Mira Luka renewed their faith in the Jedi and the Republic, though he could sense the pain that the Mandalorian's caused they still believed in the non-violent method.

When the new Sith Empire rose, members of the Luka Sene began to slip away off to follow the calls of Bogan. Many Sene Seekers left and few returned most with the sad news of death. This war was different the Miraluka offered more to the Jedi they were so closely tied with, advisors and trainers to help recover the organization's numbers.

As he grew older and became more steeped in the history of the Bogan following Sith and the Ashla believing Sith he found himself understanding more and more why they fought. He understood why his people so rightly tried to distance themselves from the Sith, they did not understand kinship or compassion. They believe violence and destruction the only tools worthy of use, they killed without thought or reason needing only to prove they were strong.

He heard the story that many choose to follow the Sith, and he wondered why anyone would wish death and hate upon the galaxy? He didn't understand the reasoning or want to, anyone who could justify the destruction of an entire planet was beyond redemption. Yet as the conflict came to a close it dawned on him, they had followed because they thought he would win. To them survival and winning meant more than being good, that was a shock that unnerved the young man.

Yet once more the war was ended and now finally the Miraluka believed the worst to be over. Now a more senior member thanks to so many deaths and growing up in the shadow of this war Dasaen had become even more committed to preventing future suffering across the galaxy. He often petitioned aid missions to other devasted worlds or offering more aid to the Republic and even the Jedi than they had already given.

Now more than ever he wanted to spread not belief in the force but simply the kinship and bond Miraluka shared with their own species. That they did not have to battle and kill they were all one big family and that they were not so different the force impacted them all. That

When he finally believed his voice might be heard, tragedy struck yet again with the destruction of the colony world Katarr. They felt the loss and pain, for months they grieved at the sudden and grievous loss of life that befell the Miraluka people. Dasaen and others went to the world, to conduct rights and hopefully let the souls of the dead find peace within the force. Yet upon arrival, they saw visions of death and pain, yet a hope a survivor no longer on the planet, of course, the Luka Sene convened believing this survivor to important in some way to the force.

Thus they turned inward to prepare Seekers, they found that few were ready for the task and they had no clear information on where the missing Miraluka might be. Dasaen volunteered to go alone and search all his life if it took it to bring their missing kin home. Believing the best place to start his search was a hub of refugees he booked passage to Nar Shaddaa. Finding the poor and downtrodden here in such terrible a terrible state, he took to help everywhere he could. Thugs would occasionally try to stop yet none have yet succeeded, lately, they have taken to ignoring and mocking the Dasaen.

Dasaen however did not care what they called him, yet he found it all so hurtful. That a world like this could exist, where people cheered for death and caused it without caring. Where lives could be bought and sold... It disgusted him deeply, yet what could he do? Freeing slaves on a planet where they could go nowhere but back to their masters was pointless. He could barely feed himself sometimes, where would he find food the thousand if not hundreds thousands starving around him. This was not a job for a Miraluka this woul need an army or aid from dedicated workers... A Jedi could change things perhaps but he was not that nor could he pretend to be, so he attention turned to leaving. His missing sister was not here and now he would move on to find her.

Though rumors of his skill and good standing with the refugees would be of interest to the Exchange. A Miraluka Seeker must be seeking something, thus if he still here he has not found it and even if it goes against his values leaving the planet to continue his search might just be enough to make him play ball.

War Notes

If we get any more people in these cages, I'm going to start wondering why we didn't fight them to start with...