Crimson Paladin

Who's Rescuing You?

The Gang saves Crimson Paladin


This is not going to end well for me.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Here's a draft for Giraud the boatman, as edited by Giraud himself. I'm still deliberating whether or not he should have a multi-headed mutant dog named Cerberus.

Giraud

Name: Giraud

Age: 55 51

Appearance: Giraud is a rough-looking man with a full head of gray hair, a scraggy beard, and blue eyes. He walks with a limp due to an old leg injury, using a pole hook as a cane.

Race: Caucasian

Sex: Male

Skills: Giraud is an experienced fisherman and boatman the greatest fisherman and boatman in Far Harbor, having speared and hooked everything from salmon to Mirelurk Kings Queens. He is also an adept mechanic and handyman, having kept his boat, the Lisette, running for almost thirty years having completely rebuilt his ship, the Lisette, at least three times following its destruction. He is fairly fit and hardy of constitution for his age despite his drinking habit, but an old leg injury has left him unable to move quickly or nimbly.

Personality: Friendly and lively despite his age, Giraud's fire has yet to dim. He is an opportunist, always on the lookout for finding new opportunities for profit and trade. His most notable characteristic, and the one he is most well known for in Far Harbor, however, is his penchant for telling tall tales, eagerly exaggerating and embellishing his admittedly not-unimpressive achievements telling completely true stories of the many accomplishments in his life.

Weapons & armor/clothing: Giraud wears a longshoreman's outfit and hat and carries a double-barrel shotgun and a pole hook, which also serves as a walking cane. His ship, the Lisette, is further armed with a deck-mounted harpoon gun with a motorized winch.

(Previous) Occupation(s): Once a fisherman, heartbreaker lover, and hunter, now a fisherman, boatman, and prospective trader.

Faction: Far Harbor. Sort of.

Backstory: For all his boasting, Giraud does not discuss much of his past. From his tall tales, however, the inhabitants of Far Harbor have pieced together that he was born and raised in Southwest Harbor, during a time when the fog had receded. He never married, but it is known that he loved a woman named Lisette, and has spent most of his life as a fisherman, trapper, and hunter. About ten years prior, he had an ill-fated close encounter with a Mirelurk Hunter that mangled his right leg, an injury that never properly healed and left him slow of gait, forcing him to focus less on hunting and more on fishing, where his hindered mobility is not an issue- and where his walking aid makes him even more capable.

Giraud is a man shrouded in mystery, a seasoned veteran of the land who does not divulge his past easily. And it was a Fog Crawler that mangled his leg.

I also posted it in Characters by accident, but I'll edit that post once I've gotten it finalized.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

Here's a draft for Giraud the boatman, as edited by Giraud himself. I'm still deliberating whether or not he should have a multi-headed mutant dog named Cerberus.

Giraud

Name: Giraud

Age: 55 51

Appearance: Giraud is a rough-looking man with a full head of gray hair, a scraggy beard, and blue eyes. He walks with a limp due to an old leg injury, using a pole hook as a cane.

Race: Caucasian

Sex: Male

Skills: Giraud is an experienced fisherman and boatman the greatest fisherman and boatman in Far Harbor, having speared and hooked everything from salmon to Mirelurk Kings Queens. He is also an adept mechanic and handyman, having kept his boat, the Lisette, running for almost thirty years having completely rebuilt his ship, the Lisette, at least three times following its destruction. He is fairly fit and hardy of constitution for his age despite his drinking habit, but an old leg injury has left him unable to move quickly or nimbly.

Personality: Friendly and lively despite his age, Giraud's fire has yet to dim. He is an opportunist, always on the lookout for finding new opportunities for profit and trade. His most notable characteristic, and the one he is most well known for in Far Harbor, however, is his penchant for telling tall tales, eagerly exaggerating and embellishing his admittedly not-unimpressive achievements telling completely true stories of the many accomplishments in his life.

Weapons & armor/clothing: Giraud wears a longshoreman's outfit and hat and carries a double-barrel shotgun and a pole hook, which also serves as a walking cane. His ship, the Lisette, is further armed with a deck-mounted harpoon gun with a motorized winch.

(Previous) Occupation(s): Once a fisherman, heartbreaker lover, and hunter, now a fisherman, boatman, and prospective trader.

Faction: Far Harbor. Sort of.

Backstory: For all his boasting, Giraud does not discuss much of his past. From his tall tales, however, the inhabitants of Far Harbor have pieced together that he was born and raised in Southwest Harbor, during a time when the fog had receded. He never married, but it is known that he loved a woman named Lisette, and has spent most of his life as a fisherman, trapper, and hunter. About ten years prior, he had an ill-fated close encounter with a Mirelurk Hunter that mangled his right leg, an injury that never properly healed and left him slow of gait, forcing him to focus less on hunting and more on fishing, where his hindered mobility is not an issue- and where his walking aid makes him even more capable.

Giraud is a man shrouded in mystery, a seasoned veteran of the land who does not divulge his past easily. And it was a Fog Crawler that mangled his leg.

Edit: To be finalized at a later date...

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Fleuri Jodeau

Fleuri was hoping for a bit more, but Tyaethe's advice had merit. If he developed combat synergy with Klaus, they could be far deadlier than they could hope to be alone, allowing them to perhaps prevail over foes that one of them could not hope to defeat. He was unsure of the younger knight's thoughts on it, or how much she would be taking Tyaethe's words to heart- already she was rushing to the dining hall, leaving her armor behind in an untidy mess.

Quite disorganized, that one, Fleuri observed, shaking his head. He returned his training sword to the weapon rack and headed inside, to begin the day with the rest of the Order.

He did not eat much at the table, his mind too busy thinking about the sparring match to notice his hunger. To his surprise, Klaus also had trouble finishing her meal- the usually gluttonous knight had fallen asleep at the table before finishing breakfast. It would seem the sparring match had been a bit more taxing on her than he had previously assumed. Fleuri offhandedly nudged her with an armored elbow in hopes of waking her up.

A Life in Salem - A Fallout RP

My lousy posting habits seem to have driven Tundrafrog away. Dang, I liked the CoA storyline that was going on.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Fleuri Jodeau

With Tyaethe's blow having struck Klaus, the sparring match was over, with the expected outcome. He looked down, too shamed to look either Tyaethe or Klaus in the eye.

"What would you have us do, then, Sir Tyaethe? he asked, raising his visor and looking up at the immortal paladin. "How might we better ourselves to become worthy of our titles? By what standard would you desire us to live up to?"

This had been a humbling experience. Defeat was not new to Fleuri, but before, he could always take heart with the knowledge that his foes were human, just like him. What stuck with him this time, however, was the realization of how disadvantaged he really was compared to the sort of supernatural beings that the Iron Roses may be expected to oppose. There were others like Tyaethe out there, supernatural beings unrestrained by the physical and temporal limitations of human mortality, and he was completely unqualified to protect Thaln from them. He knew only how to fight men, not supernatural beings and monsters.

Fleuri felt a pang of regret over having not become a Reonite paladin. While some among their numbers may place too much faith in the fallacious idea of a "fair fight", they at least knew how to combat supernatural threats.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

I slightly modified my last post to better suit the flow of combat, since Fleuri has no time to give an apology in the middle of Klaus' ill-fated attack.

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Fleuri Jodeau

Fleuri's blow never hit its target- Tyaethe proved too agile, catapulting herself over Fleuri using her wooden sword as leverage against his shoulder. His blade swept diagonally where she would have landed, striking the ground in front of him. He managed withstood the paladin's unorthodox blow without going to his knees- he had at least correctly predicted that she could only transmit so much force into him without leveraging against something else- but it didn't matter, for he had been struck, and failed to strike his foe in turn, meaning he had been eliminated from the fight, without having eliminated Tyaethe in return.

He scarcely had the opportunity to process what had happened (although he at least recognized that it did not go as he had hoped) when Klaus took the initiative and charged at him- and at Tyaethe. His ally thrust her weapon past his neck at the paladin.

Without even bothering to turn his head to see if it had any effect (and fully expecting it wouldn't), he shuffled out of the way, dragging his wooden sword on the ground behind him. He certainly did not mean for Klaus to have to fight this battle herself, but it seems she would have to do just that. Whatever the case, he felt he'd owe her an apology afterwards.