FateWeaver

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

Name: Morgan Selwyn

Morgan has auburn hair, green eyes, and fair skin.

Tag: The Lost Knight

About: Straight out of the early Renaissance period, Morgan is a knight of 24. Once proud, brave, and honorable, he won fame and glory on the field of combat and the tournament field alike. Out of his armour, so to speak, he is intelligent, quick-witted, and generally friendly. He once shared the bravado of many young knights, but a scar across the back of his right shoulder stands as a testament to a lesson well learned.

In this new world, Morgan has lost sight of the man he once was. At first, he was desperate to return to his place in the world, to his wealth and fame. Over time, however, he has discovered that this strange and dangerous world is in many ways not so different from his own. Now, he fights for survival rather than glory.

RWBY: The Last Dawn

@jman221 Just so you know, Orlan doesn't actually wear glasses.

RWBY: The Last Dawn

Ugh, must be off to work soon. See you all in the morning.

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I am not sure if I should be excited, or scared...

I will settle for both.

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Name: Morgan Selwyn
Age: 19
Year: 1st
Gender: Male
Species: Warlock (Water specialization)
Physical Description:

In Depth Physical Description: Standing at five and a half feet tall, Morgan is a rather thin individual, though not completely devoid of muscle. He has a mop of dark brown hair, always parted in the middle, that falls to his shoulders. Often hidden by his hair are dark blue eyes framed by sharp features that always seem a little distant. He tends to wear a scarf and jacket no matter the weather, and will do without the jacket before abandoning the scarf. Running from the back of his neck to his lower back are jagged scars, from falling through a crust of ice into a frozen lake and shredding his back on ice and stone.
Personality: Morgan is generally seen as quiet and reserved, and for good reason. He is prone to get lost in introspection, even in the middle of a conversation. Equally slow to judge and to trust, his every move and word in public seem to be chosen with deliberate care. Even among friends he tends to be seen as a little odd, though once he warms up he becomes more free and talkative. He tries hard to avoid drama of any kind, but inevitably tries to help his friends as best he can.
Hobbies: Reading, observing nature, drawing and writing (mostly to record notes), and dabbling with potions.
Familiar: Judas, a grumpy, grey-eyed black cat.
Extra: Morgan was born into a predominantly female coven, and has several full and half-sisters of varying ages. His only half-brother is much younger.

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Name: Lyla Warren
Age: 19
Year: 1st
Gender: Female
Species: Splice (Flying Fox)
Physical Description:

In Depth Physical Description: Lyla has ears that, like the animal she had been spliced with, look similar to those of a fox. They sit atop her head and match her hair in color at the base, darkening on the way up until the tips are black. Two bat-like wings, with wingspan as wide as she can spread her arms, connect between her shoulder blades. They are not capable of flight (yet) but can be used to grasp things in a manner similar to normal bats. Overall, Lyla is short and slim, weighing in around one hundred pounds and standing at just over four and a half feet. Her eyes, once a strong blue, seem clouded or faded.
Personality: When she is not tired, Lyla is a font of cheer and laughter. Her bubbly personality lends well to befriending beings of all types, though more stoic people often find her annoying. Having no idea how to deal with angry or upset people, she tends to be rather meek when confronted. In the end, she just wants everyone to be content.
Hobbies: Reading (usually Braille), sleeping, dancing, and music.
Familiar: None
Extra: Lyla's eyes are highly photosensitive, to the point that she has to wear dark glasses in direct sunlight. Beyond this, she is almost entirely blind at any light level above moonlight. Even then, she cannot see well and must rely on her extremely sensitive ears that allow her to echolocate. Lyla hums habitually to facilitate this. She is also primarily nocturnal, causing her to have trouble sleeping at night, especially when alone. This often leads to her being sluggish and lethargic for a good portion of the day.

RWBY: The Last Dawn

Orlan Price - Beacon Academy Courtyard - Late Monday Morning
@Thundercrash

"Cyra!"

The outburst caused Orlan to miss a step, and he glanced at his companion in confusion for a moment before she clarified. In the end he smiles, stopping to turn more fully toward her.

"A pleasure to meet you, Cyra Zylvan. My name is Orlan Price," he offers by way of introduction with a slight inclination of his head and shoulders. "We probably ought to head on to the amphitheatre, the ceremony is bound to start anny minute!" he declares before moving on, not really looking to see if she is still with him. Once inside, he finds a place near the rear of the crowd somewhat away from the others, for both his comfort and in his opinion, probably Cyra's.

Orlan Price - Beacon Academy Amphitheatre - Monday Midday, Post-Ceremony

To Orlan, Ozpin's words seemed somewhat grim, though apt. He had always looked forward to becoming a hunter being a great challenge, something he would have to prove he was worthy of. After Goodwitch's dismissal, he turned once more to Cyra.

"It seems nothing particularly interesting is going on for the rest of the day, at least officially. I don't really have anything to do in mind. Unless you do, we at least could wander around and learn the layout of the place. Of course, if you'd rather I leave you be, that's perfectly understandable," Orlan said in a low voice, intending to only speak to Cyra. I slight smile touched his face as he noticed he was being somewhat talkative after the long silence since leaving home.

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Here we go, first draft. Let me know what you think.

Morgan Selwyn

Name: Morgan Selwyn
Age: 19
Year: 1st
Gender: Male
Species: Warlock (Water specialization)
Physical Description:

In Depth Physical Description: Standing at five and a half feet tall. Morgan is a rather thin individual, though not completely devoid of muscle. He has a mop of dark brown hair, always parted in the middle, that falls to his shoulders. Often hidden by his hair are dark blue eyes framed by sharm features that always seem a little distant. He tends to wear a scarf and jacket no matter the weather, and will do without the jacket before abandoning the scarf. Running from the back of his neck to his lower back are jagged scars, from falling through a crust of ice into a frozen lake and shredding his back on ice and stone.
Personality: Morgan is generally seen as quiet and reserved, and for good reason. He is prone to get lost in introspection, even in the middle of a conversation. Equally slow to judge and to trust, his every move and word in public seem to be chosen with deliberate care. Even among friends he tends to be seen as a little odd, though once he warms up he becomes more free and talkative. He tries hard to avoid drama of any kind, but inevitably tries to help his friends as best he can.
Hobbies: Reading, observing nature, drawing and writing (mostly to record notes), and dabbling with potions.
Familiar: Judas, a grumpy, grey-eyed black cat.
Extra: Nothing, at the moment.

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@Aspen Wren

I quite like this. I'll start working on something now. How would you prefer I submit it to you?

The Wanting World – A Fantasy RP

My character, until I decide if I want to expand upon his history more.

The Lost Knight

Name: Morgan Selwyn


Tag: The Lost Knight

About: Straight out of the early Renaissance period, Morgan is a knight of 24. Once proud, brave, and honorable, he won fame and glory on the field of combat and the tournament field alike. Out of his armour, so to speak, he is intelligent, quick-witted, and generally friendly. He once shared the bravado of many young knights, but a scar across the back of his right shoulder stands as a testament to a lesson well learned.

In this new world, Morgan has lost sight of the man he once was. At first, he was desperate to return to his place in the world, to his wealth and fame. Over time, however, he has discovered that this strange and dangerous world is in many ways not so different from his own. Now, he fights for survival rather than glory.

RWBY: The Last Dawn

Orlan Price - Beacon Academy Courtyard - Late Monday Morning
@Thundercrash

Orlan accepted her explanation without further comment. He himself was a little warm, coming from the northern reaches of the world, but refused to remove his jacket. When she mentions the welcome ceremony, Orlan pulls his scroll from one of his coat pockets to check the time. Before he could return it to his pocket, the girl was already turning to leave. Orlan stood silent for a moment, looking around at everyone else before taking a few long strides to catch up to the retreating figure.

"I hope you don't mind, but we all seem to be going in the same direction anyway," Orlan mentions as he draws level with her and begins to match her pace. "And beyond that... you're pretty much the first person I've spoken to since leaving Atlas." Though not particularly excited to make friends, Orlan would be put into a team eventually, and thus felt the to socialize at least a little.