AtomicNut

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

@AtomicNut - Yikes.
@VitaVitaAR - It's unbecoming to lie. :p

@harinezumikouken

You can dodge tho. I left it up to your choice.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Well the GM hath spoken. The armor makes embarassing comments.

I dont mind toning it down.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

@AtomicNut - Not sure how I or my OC would feel about being violated, defiled, and accosted by an imp.

@harinezumikouken

Well it is a demonic item. It had to have a curse of some sort. Now you can understand why Nero seemed so pissy all the time...

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

One thing worth mentioning is that the armor is more lewd loli than @VitaVitaAR

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

@AtomicNut - Still, I do entertain the thought. I wonder how that conflict would go, trying to take it off or remove it. Other adverse effects besides looking like her older brother even more so.

@harinezumikouken

That was an optional power. Nero wanted to look like a guy so she would not be compared to Elionne, and the armor provided.

Here is the CS:

Big sis Nero

• Name:Sir Nero Sunfield
• Age:19
• Gender: Female
• Race: Human
• Appearance: 5'6"(5'8" in her armor), Nero bears a striking resemblance to her baby twin sister, and it is indistiguishable from Sult, besides her shorter, cropped hair. She wears a dreadful all black armor in battle, carved with a sun motif which has a black raven in the center, which disguises her gender.
• Personality: Nero, very much like her twin sister, is rather tricky in her ways and loves to play with people and the status quo. Unlike her sister, however, Nero has a clear drive beneath her tricky and clever nature, and she never makes a move without considering the implications and benefits. Ridden with an abysmal sense of inferiority as she struggled to match the path set forth by her overachiever family, and deeply resenting the squandered talent of her baby sister, deep down Nero is very cynical and bitter. She thinks the entire world is his enemy or pawn, and acts accordingly. However, people who have known Nero since her youth, notice that she is perhaps influenced by something darker.
• Brief Backstory:Nero, very much like her sister, was born the baby of the bunch among her siblings. Being the offspring of the second spouse of Lord Sunfield, Lady Irene Delacroix, Nero always felt rather unimportant and at sometimes mocked by their elder brothers and sisters. She actually took no small pride in her sister's selection and grooming for a priestess, knowing full well it could improve her status in the family by proxy, but unlike her, Sult was actually more interested into foolery than gaining personal status among the family. Feeling betrayed by one of the closest people to her in her entire family, Nero's mood quickly darkened as she watched the lackadaisical jester of her sister trounce every single plan set before her. Instead of helping her rise in status, she did the exact opposite thing. At this point, Nero turned to her own personal growth and training more ferouciously than ever.
  
  After, who else would help her advance if her dear twin sister refused to even do so?
  
  However it was soon clear that if he were to reach her fathers and sisters, she would need to eschew the usual knighting routes and ordinary warfare (going so far as to disguise her gender to not be compared to her sister), and her eyes turned to other ventures: Punitive expeditions. Monster slaying. Orc Tribe culling. Nero would each time answer the call to bring her blade to the darkest corners of the kingdoms, going whenever others would refuse to set foot.
  
  On one of her expeditions, her party got ambushed by the reanimated remains of long forgotten creatures and warriors. The battle against the Barrow Men nearly killed her, but she emerged victorious, the only survivor of her entire expedition, after awakening her magical powers and donning a cursed armor. Her newfound power granted her confidence. Nothing was too dangerous or gruesome, as long as fortune and glory were to be had. The entire world was her battlefield, and it was her enemy as well. She rose in rank, by being the toughest, meanest of her fellows. Eventually, her exploits did not go unnoticed by his family or Thaln, and she was knighted in a fastous ceremony and granted the right to have her own score of troops, the Knights of the Raven.
  
  It was then when she caught word that her little sister had eventually joined the Iron Rose Knights...
• Equipment:
  
  Nero wears a black-painted full plate, with the only identifiable markings being a raven overimposed a sun in the chest.The armor is itself a long-forgotten demonic artifact that feeds on her magic power and gives her unparallel might and skill with knightly weapons. She sports a hand-and-half bastard sword in combat, and she has a shield with the same Sun Raven sigil. However, Nero has three knives hidden in her shield and waist, as a surprise weapon. She also sports a Simple recurve bow in the back.
• Skills:
  
  Knight Training: Nero is able to use all knightly weapons with a certain degree of skill, like swords, lances, and bows. She can also use a shield and ride on horse sufficiently well enough. She is also versed in using knives. The powers of the demonic armor augment her strength and the speed, thus making her appear a master swordsman (in appearance and skill).
  
  Martial Arts (Assasination): Sometimes, even the most virtuous knight has to drop all pretenses and just focus on straight-up killing a target in the most efficient way. Nero actually learned assasination skills from less-than-reputable peers which allow her to kill targets only using his body as weapon. Needless to say, Nero doesn't like to show up this skill in front of witness and reputable duels. Nero is also versed in employing poisons.
  
  Magic: Nero, like her twin sister, has talent for holy and healing magic, although it remains largely untrained. It is what enables her to use the demonic item proficiently.
  
  Cultured Strategist: Nero is well versed in History, and Martial Strategies. She also knows the importance of morale and charisma when leading troops.
  
  Acting: Very much like Sult, Nero is good at feigning emotions and spinning lies. Hilariously enough, she shares her lack of rythm and tone-deaf skill when it comes to dancing and singing.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

And then the armor is left trying to get a wearer, I imagine. Oh dear.

@VitaVitaAR

The court mage shall do.

Welp, since the cat is out of the bag how.'bout i post the secret Nero profile?

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Though...I'm curious as to what that would do to her...

@harinezumikouken

Tanking abilities and improved strength for the small price of mana and bad touch. Optional appearance changes.

Edit: I do have a male founding member idea tho.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Boom.

So since anti fanilly conspiracy was going nowhere i chose Nero to go in a different direction. And technically play a 2x1. :P

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Rinaldo eyed the people in the room intently. There wasn't much to do, besides standing guard. And it looked like the royal Highness had got her host today. Her love of puppy stories had won. Funnily enough, Rinaldo didn't have very fond memories of Hundi. Mostly because he had probably spent quite a few times running away from them.

They were tenacious, brave, fast, and capable of biting your legs.

So, he shuffled so slightly, his sweets plate alongside him, as he managed once more to close distance to an uncomfortable level. "Say, I bet your history is interesting too, mage." The old man added, putting some focus in the face of the Court Mage (although obviously, he tended to stare...elsewhere). "What are you, 19? You look far too young for a court mage." He smirked. "I could improve your physical shape, you know. A healthy mind in a healthy body, as they say..."

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Sult wanted to spit in defiance, as the skeletons flanked her. But the effort had made her lips chapped and dry. Out of all things, running out of her mana at this moment was not something she had wanted to do, but she had no choice. Gripping her sword, she breathed deeply. Mana or not, she could do this.

She had survived a sure death by poisoning. Skeletons weren't as deadly. Even if armored. She bit her lip, and drew blood with it. Staggering to her feet, she then ducked quick and fast, and in a wide sweep, cut the creature's feet as if they were tall grass, sweeping their fragile bones in the process. Naturally, this was a temporary measure as the skeletons would crawl back to attack her, but that was much bearable. Rememorating her anatomy lessons, she gave a sharp blow to one of the unfortunate corpses with her heel , decapitating him by the base of the neck. Making skeletons fall and then kicking them was not the more glamourous thing, but it would work.

Nero, by contrast, was sporting an outright sadistic glee as he saw the wizard reeling for his blow, revealing quite an opening as he struggled to block his savage blows. The finisher is what all he needed. The flames on his blows seemed to disappear as he concentrated... And then a fist clad in the same flames came from the side, smashing into the mage's chest flank and dousing it with a healthy dose of mana fueled holy fire.

"Say hi to Caloh for me, thundershit." He said in a raspy voice.

And then something unbelievable happened. Nero's armor cracked and convulsed as he landed the powerful blow, scattering in all directions, a trail of black smoke following soon afterwards.

"ENOUGH WITH THIS!". A metallic voice screeched, as the pieces of armor seemingly seemed to float and reform in the air, the trail of mist turning into some sort of little, impish female creature. "NO MORE I WILL BE OF HELP"

Nero stood there, in shock, naked. Although his appearance was clearly different. Nero had never been an effeminate brother. Two reasons seemed to support that, her underwear having been torn in tatters as the armor suddenly decided to emancipate. She, after all, was a twin sister to Sult, and one which bore an almost exact resemblance to her, with equally long hair and height. The armor probably had some sort of glamour that had made her appear as a man.

"...We had a deal!" She stammered in a squeaky voice.

"HOLY SORCERY WAS OFF LIMITS". The armor replied. "FAREWELL." THe armor boomed. As it floated around, peeking the battlefield

"YOU. YOU SHALL DO." The thing boomed as its pieces dived for Marianne in a bold but pretty much dodgeable attempt.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

My inspiration has come back. I only need to ask vita a thing.