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I'm genuinely wondering if I shouldn't have started Kristoph off as a Grandmaster... since a lot of the similarly aged characters are Promoted Classes as well. Even so, what exactly does the Grandmaster entail? From what I could tell, Kristoph would gain the ability to use both Light and Dark Magic, but it's the second bit "Learn from another class" that still confuses me.
Name: Kristoph Thane
Race: Beorc
Sex: Male
Class: Grandmaster
Gender Identity: Heterosexual
Age: 41
Appearance:
Equipment: Iron Sword, Silver Sword, Fire Tome, Wind Tome
Personality: If one could only use one word to describe Kristoph accurately, it would be "determined". That's what the grizzled tactician is: determined, near to the point of obsession. When not directing a battle, he remains in isolation in a state of near constant thought and planning for the next battle. Either that or drinking himself into a rage, sometimes both even. The source of this behavior is largely kept private, known only by his son Simon, and even he is reluctant to speak about it at times. Despite his often questionable obsession with winning battles and his occasional raging benders, Kristoph is still a Tactician, and a damn good one at that.
Bio: Kristoph originally hailed from Caldegia, years before the invasion. There he honed his skill with a sword, and later his knowledge of Anima magic in a unique, yet somehow perfect balance. But that wasn't his true talent, for there lied his ability to predict enemy formations and quickly respond in kind. The more skirmishes and battles he participated in, the cleverer his plans and strategies became, once even devising a daring strategy that would later be famously known as the "Shadow Army", which involved deceiving the enemy into believing that they faced an army larger than their own. Through his career, Kristoph courted and married Talia, a Pegasus Knight within the Caldegian Regulars. Together they had two children, a son (Simon) and daughter (Maya) who each enlisted in the Regulars when they came of age, Maya joining her mother in the Pegasus Squadron and Simon fighting alongside his father in the ground forces. With Maya's addition, Talia and her sister Mia could now complete and execute the famed Triangle Attack Formation. This, combined with Simon's prodigy-like skill with a sword and the clever Kristoph leading the ground forces made Caldegia a formidable force on the battlefield. And then, everything changed when Vinsenia invaded.
In the beginning, Caldegia held its own rather impressively. After all, Kristoph could plainly see the blatant arrogance of the Vinsenian General leading the assault and easily used that against him, using the Triangle Formation to launch hit-and-run strikes to lure him into advancing his troops into well laden traps and ambushes. Victories came like clockwork, and with them the renown of the Thane family also quickly rose. It seemed victory was an inevitability, at least until a new general took over the invasion force. This general was nothing like his predecessor, and thus the previous strategies failed to thwart the Vinsenian onslaught. As if adding insult to injury, Kristoph watched on helplessly as the entire Pegasus Squadron was brought down by multiple volleys of arrows, including his wife and daughter. He had no choice, as much as he wanted to valiantly charge into the Vensinian ranks and avenge them both, Kristoph instead was forced to order the retreat, both to keep what was left of the Caldegian army from being killed or captured and to keep his son from meeting the same fate. It was a harsh retreat that only a lucky few survived, but both Kristoph and Simon would be able to fight another day, though at the price of never knowing whether or not the rest of their family was killed or captured. While Simon held out hope that perhaps they had been spared and would be able to join them again later, Kristoph already knew the harsh reality, that upon capture they would be given the choice to forsake Caldegia and fight for Vinsenia, or be executed. He knew Talia and Maya well enough to know that they would choose death in a heartbeat.
Kristoph led the remnants of the Caldegian army southward, where they joined forces with the Free State of Del Monray in the hopes of avenging the fall of Caldegia and stopping the Vinsenian Invasion once and for all. When the Vinsenians eventually came, they were led entirely by the same man who had defeated Kristoph previously. This, Kristoph was sure, was the perfect opportunity to not only wipe the slate of his previous failure, but to settle his developing vendetta against the General in question. Like before, however, Vinsenia attacked with an overwhelming force, numbers so great that no amount of strategy or clever tactics would halt their advance. Once again, Kristoph was defeated, and by the same damned general no less. This time there was no order for retreat, Vinsenia offered no opportunity for it. Instead Kristoph could only flee with Simon and they barely managed to escape with their lives. This put them in a bad situation. That was twice now they directly fought against the invasion and twice that Vinsenia had failed to capture or kill them. They were no doubt thrust higher up on Vensinia's list of enemies, and would now no doubt be attacked by them on sight. They were effectively fugitives now.
Kristoph, at this point, had fallen to drinking, and would have even taken his own life if not for Simon's intervention. Simon managed to convince him that there may be hope yet by joining Belinni. He even pointed out that this invasion had to start weighing heavily on their resources eventually, and that would be the opportune time to strike back. Deciding to give himself one more chance, Kristoph set out with his son to Belinni.
Likes/Dislikes: Kristoph has become increasingly reclusive as the invasion continues, drinking himself into near depression and, at one point, a suicidal state. As such, he's become a heavy drinker, and is seemingly never without a bottle of rum or some other alcohol to drown his sorrows in.
Strengths/Weakness: Kristoph is still as cunning of a Tactician as ever, his mind still able to remain sharp despite the drinking. The more defeats he has suffered, the more desperate and obsessed Kristoph has become, coming to a point where he now has no remorse for using ruthless and underhanded tactics so long as they can ensure a long term victory. Whereas before his plans might have resulted in demoralization or capture of enemy forces, they now only seem to have the goal of just outright massacring them, Kristoph caring only about destroying Vinsenia as much as his meager resources will allow him.
Other:
Name: Simon Thane
Race: Beorc
Sex: Male
Class: Myrmidon
Gender Identity: Heterosexual
Age: 20
Appearance:
Equipment: Iron Sword, Killing Edge
Personality: While he may not have the intellect of his father, Simon possesses his skill with a sword and then some. In fact, Kristoph has gone on record stating that Simon had long since surpassed him as a swordsman. Simon does not view battle as a mere series of plans and ambushes as his father does, but instead views them as defeating whatever opponent he is told to by his father and at the appointed time. He's tried to read a few of his father's tactical playbooks but can never seem to make heads or tails of them. So he concentrates his energy on mastering the sword, wishing one day to be acknowledged as the Greatest Swordsman in the World.
Bio: Born to Kristoph and Talia Thane, Simon wanted to follow in his father's footsteps, and indeed tried to do so. However, he seemed to have no aptitude for magic, and his father's strategic notes made him feel like he was reading a whole other language. But he did have tremendous talent as a swordsman, and decided to focus his energy into mastering it, hoping that perhaps he could become Tactician through experience rather than studying. Upon enlisting in the regulars, it didn't take Simon long to prove that he was indeed his father's son, out-performing other soldiers who had years more experience than he himself. It was this experience that convinced him to pursue sword-mastery, he even declared that he would one day be recognized as the Greatest Swordsman in the World. From that point, he followed his father into battle, fighting with almost beautiful skill and always making sure he attacked only as his father's strategies called for. He also participated in the defense of Caldegia and later the Free State of Del Monray, his skill with a blade earning him nearly as much renown as his father's cunning strategies.
Likes/Dislikes: He's not overly fond of armor, claiming it disrupts the meditative focus of his training and overall weakens his ability to fight. Like his father, he's taken to the occasional mug of ale or bottle of rum, though Simon is not a raging drunk. He tries to keep his father hopeful and acts as a moral compass for him, probably being the sole reason Kristoph has not gone completely over the edge.
Strengths/Weaknesses: He's easily one of the best damn swordsman of Caldegia, his sword strokes being quick, numerous and often described as "beautiful to watch" by those who watch him fight. His dislike for armor leads him to go into battle with little or none at all, allowing him to move with speed, agility, and grace but with little or no defense against any blows that do happen to hit him.
Race: Beorc
Sex: Male
Class: Grandmaster
Gender Identity: Heterosexual
Age: 41
Appearance:
Equipment: Iron Sword, Silver Sword, Fire Tome, Wind Tome
Personality: If one could only use one word to describe Kristoph accurately, it would be "determined". That's what the grizzled tactician is: determined, near to the point of obsession. When not directing a battle, he remains in isolation in a state of near constant thought and planning for the next battle. Either that or drinking himself into a rage, sometimes both even. The source of this behavior is largely kept private, known only by his son Simon, and even he is reluctant to speak about it at times. Despite his often questionable obsession with winning battles and his occasional raging benders, Kristoph is still a Tactician, and a damn good one at that.
Bio: Kristoph originally hailed from Caldegia, years before the invasion. There he honed his skill with a sword, and later his knowledge of Anima magic in a unique, yet somehow perfect balance. But that wasn't his true talent, for there lied his ability to predict enemy formations and quickly respond in kind. The more skirmishes and battles he participated in, the cleverer his plans and strategies became, once even devising a daring strategy that would later be famously known as the "Shadow Army", which involved deceiving the enemy into believing that they faced an army larger than their own. Through his career, Kristoph courted and married Talia, a Pegasus Knight within the Caldegian Regulars. Together they had two children, a son (Simon) and daughter (Maya) who each enlisted in the Regulars when they came of age, Maya joining her mother in the Pegasus Squadron and Simon fighting alongside his father in the ground forces. With Maya's addition, Talia and her sister Mia could now complete and execute the famed Triangle Attack Formation. This, combined with Simon's prodigy-like skill with a sword and the clever Kristoph leading the ground forces made Caldegia a formidable force on the battlefield. And then, everything changed when Vinsenia invaded.
In the beginning, Caldegia held its own rather impressively. After all, Kristoph could plainly see the blatant arrogance of the Vinsenian General leading the assault and easily used that against him, using the Triangle Formation to launch hit-and-run strikes to lure him into advancing his troops into well laden traps and ambushes. Victories came like clockwork, and with them the renown of the Thane family also quickly rose. It seemed victory was an inevitability, at least until a new general took over the invasion force. This general was nothing like his predecessor, and thus the previous strategies failed to thwart the Vinsenian onslaught. As if adding insult to injury, Kristoph watched on helplessly as the entire Pegasus Squadron was brought down by multiple volleys of arrows, including his wife and daughter. He had no choice, as much as he wanted to valiantly charge into the Vensinian ranks and avenge them both, Kristoph instead was forced to order the retreat, both to keep what was left of the Caldegian army from being killed or captured and to keep his son from meeting the same fate. It was a harsh retreat that only a lucky few survived, but both Kristoph and Simon would be able to fight another day, though at the price of never knowing whether or not the rest of their family was killed or captured. While Simon held out hope that perhaps they had been spared and would be able to join them again later, Kristoph already knew the harsh reality, that upon capture they would be given the choice to forsake Caldegia and fight for Vinsenia, or be executed. He knew Talia and Maya well enough to know that they would choose death in a heartbeat.
Kristoph led the remnants of the Caldegian army southward, where they joined forces with the Free State of Del Monray in the hopes of avenging the fall of Caldegia and stopping the Vinsenian Invasion once and for all. When the Vinsenians eventually came, they were led entirely by the same man who had defeated Kristoph previously. This, Kristoph was sure, was the perfect opportunity to not only wipe the slate of his previous failure, but to settle his developing vendetta against the General in question. Like before, however, Vinsenia attacked with an overwhelming force, numbers so great that no amount of strategy or clever tactics would halt their advance. Once again, Kristoph was defeated, and by the same damned general no less. This time there was no order for retreat, Vinsenia offered no opportunity for it. Instead Kristoph could only flee with Simon and they barely managed to escape with their lives. This put them in a bad situation. That was twice now they directly fought against the invasion and twice that Vinsenia had failed to capture or kill them. They were no doubt thrust higher up on Vensinia's list of enemies, and would now no doubt be attacked by them on sight. They were effectively fugitives now.
Kristoph, at this point, had fallen to drinking, and would have even taken his own life if not for Simon's intervention. Simon managed to convince him that there may be hope yet by joining Belinni. He even pointed out that this invasion had to start weighing heavily on their resources eventually, and that would be the opportune time to strike back. Deciding to give himself one more chance, Kristoph set out with his son to Belinni.
Likes/Dislikes: Kristoph has become increasingly reclusive as the invasion continues, drinking himself into near depression and, at one point, a suicidal state. As such, he's become a heavy drinker, and is seemingly never without a bottle of rum or some other alcohol to drown his sorrows in.
Strengths/Weakness: Kristoph is still as cunning of a Tactician as ever, his mind still able to remain sharp despite the drinking. The more defeats he has suffered, the more desperate and obsessed Kristoph has become, coming to a point where he now has no remorse for using ruthless and underhanded tactics so long as they can ensure a long term victory. Whereas before his plans might have resulted in demoralization or capture of enemy forces, they now only seem to have the goal of just outright massacring them, Kristoph caring only about destroying Vinsenia as much as his meager resources will allow him.
Other:
Name: Simon Thane
Race: Beorc
Sex: Male
Class: Myrmidon
Gender Identity: Heterosexual
Age: 20
Appearance:
Equipment: Iron Sword, Killing Edge
Personality: While he may not have the intellect of his father, Simon possesses his skill with a sword and then some. In fact, Kristoph has gone on record stating that Simon had long since surpassed him as a swordsman. Simon does not view battle as a mere series of plans and ambushes as his father does, but instead views them as defeating whatever opponent he is told to by his father and at the appointed time. He's tried to read a few of his father's tactical playbooks but can never seem to make heads or tails of them. So he concentrates his energy on mastering the sword, wishing one day to be acknowledged as the Greatest Swordsman in the World.
Bio: Born to Kristoph and Talia Thane, Simon wanted to follow in his father's footsteps, and indeed tried to do so. However, he seemed to have no aptitude for magic, and his father's strategic notes made him feel like he was reading a whole other language. But he did have tremendous talent as a swordsman, and decided to focus his energy into mastering it, hoping that perhaps he could become Tactician through experience rather than studying. Upon enlisting in the regulars, it didn't take Simon long to prove that he was indeed his father's son, out-performing other soldiers who had years more experience than he himself. It was this experience that convinced him to pursue sword-mastery, he even declared that he would one day be recognized as the Greatest Swordsman in the World. From that point, he followed his father into battle, fighting with almost beautiful skill and always making sure he attacked only as his father's strategies called for. He also participated in the defense of Caldegia and later the Free State of Del Monray, his skill with a blade earning him nearly as much renown as his father's cunning strategies.
Likes/Dislikes: He's not overly fond of armor, claiming it disrupts the meditative focus of his training and overall weakens his ability to fight. Like his father, he's taken to the occasional mug of ale or bottle of rum, though Simon is not a raging drunk. He tries to keep his father hopeful and acts as a moral compass for him, probably being the sole reason Kristoph has not gone completely over the edge.
Strengths/Weaknesses: He's easily one of the best damn swordsman of Caldegia, his sword strokes being quick, numerous and often described as "beautiful to watch" by those who watch him fight. His dislike for armor leads him to go into battle with little or none at all, allowing him to move with speed, agility, and grace but with little or no defense against any blows that do happen to hit him.
So, I'm interested, but I could use a few more details about the other nations. Namely, which ones do Mages more commonly hail from. Planning to create a Shaman/Dark Mage so info about where those specific individuals usually come from would be much appreciated.
Still waiting, lol
Renose said
I am about to post within a few
Call me crazy but the more I hear lines like this the less inclined I am to believe them.
If I'm sounding impatient it's probably because, at this point, I'm beginning to be exactly that. I guess it's just a side effect of the inactivity the RP is currently suffering from.
The instruction to eat now and worry about the news later came swiftly. Had it been anyone else, Kengo may very well have found that in itself to be suspicious. But this was not just anyone. This was his instructor, his foster father. So of course his word and judgement could always be trusted. As such, he obeyed the instruction and spoke no more of the matter, now paying his plate of breakfast more attention than before, as he was now fully eating it rather than just picking at it. But then...
"What kind of news cannot be shared with the public?"
It was Matilda, one of Kengo's fellow apprentices. She was seated nearby and obviously had also heard the conversation. She had asked, what was in Kengo's mind, the true million munny question. The very word "news", was supposed to be described as an update to current events, and was usually inseparable from the concept of "announcements", the sharing of said news with the general public. So what kind of news could not be defined as such? Naturally, only the most interesting sort of news, or the most suspicious, depending on how one looked at it. In fact, this whole thing could very well be some kind of scheme, a ploy to get the master alone for any number of reasons ranging from blackmail to assassination. Of course, that was the absolute worst case scenario, and the least likely one at that. With these thoughts, the young man just sighed with the realization that he was over-thinking this a bit, and went back to focusing on breakfast.
"I was just wondering...when will we be taking our Mark of Mastery exam?"
Kengo's eyebrow instinctively rose with intrigue at the sound of this question. The source, Iris, was seated nearby, seemingly oblivious to the previous topic of discussion. Kengo knew all too well what lay in store when the exam in question did eventually come. He'd read what they were like for previous Bearers, and from that he was able to surmise that it would be no easy task to complete, as some past Bearers needed to take it multiple times before finally passing and receiving the coveted mark in question. While he was rather confident in his own ability, even Kengo still admitted that there was still plenty of progress to be had yet, "What's wrong, Iris? You don't trust our Master to know when the time is right?" he asked in a teasing tone, now finding his plate to be empty and standing in order to take it to be washed later by whomever was assigned kitchen duty that day.
All the while, he still couldn't get these alleged wise men and their news out of his mind. What could possibly be so important or urgent that it needed to be kept secret? Or better yet, if it truly was so urgent as they claim, then why refuse to come to breakfast where the news could be shared at the earliest possibility, rather than waiting several hours? What if peoples' lives were in jeopardy? Then those few hours could mean the difference between their survival and their tragic death! Again, he realized he was over-thinking things again, now noticing that he was pinching the bridge of his nose in a stressed fashion. He immediately stopped upon this realization, and changed the subject to get his mind off of it, "So aside from the "important news", what else is on the agenda, today?"
"What kind of news cannot be shared with the public?"
It was Matilda, one of Kengo's fellow apprentices. She was seated nearby and obviously had also heard the conversation. She had asked, what was in Kengo's mind, the true million munny question. The very word "news", was supposed to be described as an update to current events, and was usually inseparable from the concept of "announcements", the sharing of said news with the general public. So what kind of news could not be defined as such? Naturally, only the most interesting sort of news, or the most suspicious, depending on how one looked at it. In fact, this whole thing could very well be some kind of scheme, a ploy to get the master alone for any number of reasons ranging from blackmail to assassination. Of course, that was the absolute worst case scenario, and the least likely one at that. With these thoughts, the young man just sighed with the realization that he was over-thinking this a bit, and went back to focusing on breakfast.
"I was just wondering...when will we be taking our Mark of Mastery exam?"
Kengo's eyebrow instinctively rose with intrigue at the sound of this question. The source, Iris, was seated nearby, seemingly oblivious to the previous topic of discussion. Kengo knew all too well what lay in store when the exam in question did eventually come. He'd read what they were like for previous Bearers, and from that he was able to surmise that it would be no easy task to complete, as some past Bearers needed to take it multiple times before finally passing and receiving the coveted mark in question. While he was rather confident in his own ability, even Kengo still admitted that there was still plenty of progress to be had yet, "What's wrong, Iris? You don't trust our Master to know when the time is right?" he asked in a teasing tone, now finding his plate to be empty and standing in order to take it to be washed later by whomever was assigned kitchen duty that day.
All the while, he still couldn't get these alleged wise men and their news out of his mind. What could possibly be so important or urgent that it needed to be kept secret? Or better yet, if it truly was so urgent as they claim, then why refuse to come to breakfast where the news could be shared at the earliest possibility, rather than waiting several hours? What if peoples' lives were in jeopardy? Then those few hours could mean the difference between their survival and their tragic death! Again, he realized he was over-thinking things again, now noticing that he was pinching the bridge of his nose in a stressed fashion. He immediately stopped upon this realization, and changed the subject to get his mind off of it, "So aside from the "important news", what else is on the agenda, today?"
/\ Trust me, I know the feeling, Thundercat.
So is anyone going to actually post or are we just waiting for "soon" and "shortly" to pass before doing so? :D
So is anyone going to actually post or are we just waiting for "soon" and "shortly" to pass before doing so? :D
OK so... are people losing interest and not wanting to say so? Because I'm noticing a distinct lack of posting despite being promised otherwise. Not picking on any specific person so please try not to feel that way. I'm just genuinely concerned about what's happening. Nothing more.
So... Kengo and Kotaro are the "smart guy/strategist" for their respective sides. T'would be a shame if there was never an opportunity for them to be on opposite sides of a battlefield pitting their strategies against one another. <_< *wink-wink-nudge-nudge*
That... won't be necessary. I think I was much too hasty in what I said. While I won't backpedal my previous argument, I do, however, feel that just leaving won't solve anything and to be honest it wouldn't sit right with me. So in essence, while I might not necessarily agree with the world choices, I will, however, place my trust in Kurai and Wayward's decision and roll with the punches.
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