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Avalia

The Bladedancer

Sivaros 'Siv' Talomyr ⋆ 612 ⋆ Male ⋆ Light Elf

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Appearance

Height:

6' 1"

Weight:

180lbs

Hair Color:

Dirty Blonde

Eye Color:

Sky Blue

Skin Tone:

White

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Psychology

Likes:

⋆ Partying
⋆ Fighting
⋆ Attention
* Adventure
* Duelling

Dislikes:

⋆ Quiet
⋆ Taking orders
⋆ Retreating
* Sharing the spotlight
* Being beaten

Fears:

⋆ Being abandoned
⋆ Imprisonment
⋆ Dying alone

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Personality:

Sivaros, or Siv as he prefers to go by, is a confident young Elf who seeks to make a name for himself as one of the greatest swordsman in Avalia and he makes no secret of this. However, this can quite easily come across as cocky and arrogant but Siv doesn't seem to mind or care. He loves to be the center of attention whether it comes to social events or battles and has no problem in striking up a conversation with people the he wants to know or even flirt with them. While he bares no ill-will towards others, he doesn't really care if he annoys people either. To Sivaros, you can't please everybody, so why bother in the first place? In battle, he dives straight into fights which can annoy his superiors but his maverick methods of getting results tends to get him out of trouble. Although, Siv being a distraction has often saved the lives of others.

There is always a smirk on Sivaros's face but while his exterior may exude egoism, Sivaros takes every fight seriously. As a prodigal Bladedancer, Siv calculates every sword stroke, every leaping dodge, every careful placement of his footwork. Of course, he would have you believe it all comes easy to him and he quite happily taunts his opponents to coax them into making a mistake. However, he can still get overconfident which can get him into trouble now and again. After all, he is still a young Elf who still has a lot to learn and more to prove.

Sivaros is a crafty fighter and likes to present a rogueish charm about himself. Relaxation to him his enjoying the company of others rather than spending time alone. How can you become known as the best swordsman if no one is there to see or hear about it? He likes to be a bit mischievous too. Mostly harmless pranks or innocent trouble, but at worst sometimes he might have to climb out of some angry husband's or wife's window. While he never really displayed a penchant for academic talent, he often employs his street smarts which can help him in his adventures outside of the Sun Kingdom.

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Background

Occupation

Bladedancer

Living Immediate Family Members:

None

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Elyria Talomyr (Mother)
Rohan Talomyr (Father)

Current Companions:

None

Current and Past Lover(s):

While Siv doesn't see anyone regularly, he has spent quite a few nights in someone else's bed.

History: Siv was born to two officers who were a part of the Illumination. However they were killed in the line of duty when he was very young, even for an Elf which left him as an orphan. He wondered the streets for a long time. He spent a lot of time at the army's Training Grounds and he would often watch when he wasn't scrounging for food or coin. It was a good way to pass the time but what he was truly was enamoured by were the Bladedancers. An elite platoon of warriors who were specially trained in the Elven Bladedance martial art. It is a comprehensive fighting style where one uses acrobatics as much as sword manoeuvres and rewards nimble flourishing styles while also incorporating physical strikes using their limbs. It demanded physical and dextrous excellence as well as total mastery of one's weapon which is why so few of them exist. Sivaros spent hours watching, mirroring the movements as best as he could from afar. When he was 10, the Bladedancer's Officer approached him outside, catching the young boy spying. Meikora gave Siv an offer. He found out the boy wanted to become a Bladedancer more than anything so if he housed, fed and clothed Sivora then he would train him to become a Bladedancer. IF he would attend school. There's no way Sivaros said no.

And so Siv infact went to school! Although it was a struggle, Sivaros did get through the schooling system. His favourite subject was history, learning about heroic figures from all walks of life. That was when he swore to himself that he would become the greatest swordsman in Avalia. A lofty goal to be sure, one that would get some laughs out of a few students. However, he had a large dislike for the other subjects and would often truant and get into trouble with some friends. Meikora was not impressed and scolded the boy often, and largely it worked but old habits would die hard. His obsession with Bladedancing also meant he didn't pay attention when it came to studying magic.

Sivaros enlisted in the military immediately. Physical exertion came a lot easier to him than mental exertion and he did everything he could to fast-track into the Bladedancer's regiment. He even managed to stay out of trouble and Meikora was happy about it. He had a headstart living with the commander of the Bladedancer's so his natural talent was alot higher than most when joining. Sivaros couldn't be happier, and was officially granted the rank of Bladedancer by his father figure after 100 years of training. Sivaros became the youngest Bladedancer ever. Unfortunately, disaster would strike soon after as Meikora was slain while on a mission.

As there are so few Bladedancers, they usually do not stay together when deployed. Instead, they are either attached to a single squad or battalion or are used for solo missions at War. Without Meikora, Siv started to return to some of his less than desirable habits. While he would honour his position and ultimately obey orders, he has butted heads a lot of time with military officers as well as getting into trouble while on leave. Despite all this, he has survived and has completed missions. He still has a lot of years left ahead of him and has a long way to go before he can claim the title of 'Greatest Swordsman' but it's not a bad start for an Orphan.

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Combat and Magic

Strength: 6
Speed on Land: 8
Speed in Air: 0
Magical Ability: 3
Dexterity: 10
Weapon Proficiency: 9
Stealth: 7

Subspecies:

Light Elf

Oh, if anyone can think of a theme song for this guy, that'd be mad helpful! Having a hard time myself xD

Avalia

Okay, cool! Thank you very much! I think I'm leaning towards the Elvish blademaster. Kind of like Bladesinger/College of Sword vibe from DnD?

Avalia

@TaeThanks! I appreciate it! Might have to take you up on it! Dunno if I'm feeling my Dwarf Ranger as much as I thought I would but I'm having a hard time landing on something else that I might like better :/

EDIT: Here are some of those ideas I've been knocking around:
-Some sort of Orc raider/barbarian
-A pirate! Although we already have a two or three of 'em!
-An Elvish sword duelist/swordmaster of some kind?

If anyone has any input, please feel free!

Avalia

Sorry it's taking so long to do my sheet... having quite a bit of trouble with it actually

Avalia

Thank you! I must've missed Orenn! I was thinking of doing some sort of Dwarf Ranger type with a forged rifle instead of a blunderbuss? Would that be cool?

Avalia

@princessAwesome! Thanks! Are there any other PC Dwarves or NPC Dwarves?

Avalia

Hey there! I've just been looking over this and it seems like a ton of fun! I haven't roleplayed on the guild for a while, I hope that's okay. I'd love to play a Dwarf!

Street Punk Serenade: Delinquent Days

Haven't roleplayed on here in a while. Room for more? This looks super fun!

Warhammer 40k - Brave New World [Shipwrecked Colony RP] (Looking for more Survivors!)

Darius Lochen

Name: Darius Lochen
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Role: Scout, Scavenger

Summary:
The last surviving Captain now commanding the remnants of the 'Xarasha's Buzzards', an Imperial Guard regiment from the once Hive World Xarasha. Being stranded with little resources is not something new to Darius. That's the only life most of the regiment has ever known since infancy, but on an unfamiliar planet and to this scale... Well, who better than the Buzzards to scavenge a new beginning?

Appearance:
Darius stands at 5' 10", surprisingly among the tallest of his comrades. Physically fit with a myriad of battle scars forming a tapestry upon the remaining flesh he has. Darius's good eye is emerald green, while his other glows crimson as a bionic eye. Most of his face is covered in a blood red scarf and goggles however. The only part that wasn't covered was his raven black hair that falls down the left side of his head.

Darius's body however has been left mostly disfigured. His entire right arm and right leg has been replaced with bionic prosthetic limbs, blown up by a landmine. His left arm has also been replaced below the elbow. The flesh that remains is covered in different kinds of scarring, from burns to cuts. His 'uniform' is scrap armour which covers his chest as well as a vambrace and elbow pad for his good arm with knee pads and armored boots too. It has been handpainted yellow with the crest of the Buzzards proudly displayed slightly to the left, where his heart would be. The armour has many chinks and scorch marks but there is little cloth beneath save for baggy pants that seemed to belong better on a mechanic than a soldier.

Records:
Darius was born on Xarasha, however he was born after the calamity of his planet that turned it from a Hive World to a Death World. Xarasha's Hive Cities were surrounded by stretches of desert, but after a long and harsh civil war, the Cities bombed each other to oblivion. The Xarasha Darius knows is naught but burning sands and ruins. It was this harsh environment that formed, not only Darius but the Buzzards as a whole, into the guerrilla warfare experts they are today.

Most of Xarasha's population are enlisted to the Regiment, while the rest of the adult population stay planetside while simultaneously acting as Xarasha's PDF. Darius joined immediately at 18, with two years training under the PDF. At the PDF, he learnt how to build and maintain makeshift weaponry, makeshift vehicles and his makeshift flak armor which is a huge part of Xarashan culture. Creating your own armor is like putting your heart on your sleeve and is a testament to not only your character but your strength as a fighter. This is also where he learnt the tactics of guerrilla warfare as well as the main Xarashan art of fighting, War Riding. War Riding comprises of fast, brutal vehicular combat from ram trucks, motorcycles and even tanks, though rare, with huge vehicular rigs serving as mobile command centres. Here Darius would learn many things about War Riding, such as how to jump from one moving vehicle to another while firing his autogun into the enemy they were charging. Once Xarashans decided to strike, a thunderous blitzkrieg of engines and gunfire filled the air. Once he was 18, Darius spent 8 years with the regiment, fighting many battles and eventually earned the rank of Captain.

Darius joined the Buzzards to defend a planet in a neighbouring system with a couple of other regiments that was being besieged by Orks. The Buzzards found themselves in their natural element however the battles were long and arduous. Combine this with a recklessness to their combat as Xarashan scrap vehicles collided with Orkish vehicles, it resulted in a 90% fatality rate for the regiment. However, it was due to this sacrifice that the Imperium of Man won back the planet for now. The remaining members of the regiment found passage on the Fortune's Dominion and planned to reroute back to Xarasha after recuperating on the shrine planet... However, this was not to be the case.

Personality:
Darius bears many of the traits that are instilled throughout Xarashan culture. Many Xarashans, while resourceful, embrace the savagery and headstrongness their fighting style can incur. Darius however is more reserved than his kin, if only by a little. He, like many of his world, believe that their survival and tenacity is all the proof they need of the Emperor's will and thus are more than willing to take their strength across the stars in his divine name.

Darius's careful planning has proved fruitful in previous war efforts which earned him the rightful rank of Captain. While he is not adverse to getting stuck in and marching straight towards his enemies, Darius values the true purpose of War Riding more. The sudden surprise of attack, the charge of violence... THAT is what it means to be a true Buzzard. Still, he can be fierce too especially when it comes to keeping his men in line.

Skills:
-Guerrilla and Urban Combat

-Marksmanship

-Camouflage

-Mechanics, to a degree

-Craftsmanship, to a degree

-Scavenging

-Scouting

Equipment:
Semi-automatic Autogun, a Voxcaster, Armour, Two Frag Grenades, Ammo, Canteen, knife

Misc:

A brief insight into Xarashan life and warfare

Xarasha is a planet entirely comprised of desert with very few natural water sources. This forced it's people to work with very little or to root through the ruins of a civilisation now completely lost to time. Scavenging became a huge part of the way of life, and it would seem the infighting would continue. Many technologies were lost, and Xarashans relied entirely on Autogun weaponry. When they were reintroduced into the Astra Militarum, they actually refused to use Las-Weaponry despite the obvious pros. Much like the old engines and rusted scrap that cobbled together their war machines, Autoguns simply became ingrained. This helped form the Buzzards into a truly unique fighting force. However, this attitude slowly changed as those ranked Majors and above were eventually seen to use Las-Weaponry as a status symbol. Infantry and even vehicular armour is kept light, designed to only keep the vulnerable parts protected as to not restrict movement.

While the Art of War Riding would lead one to think only of armoured combat, the values actually transfer to infantry combat rather well. War Riding is pretty much broken down into three parts:

The Shroud
Hiding in plain sight. Remaining unseen until the perfect opportunity strikes. Whether this was hiding within a sandstorm before springing a full attack or simply awaiting around the corner and stalking a target, Xarasha's Buzzards highly value the element of surprise and rely on it to get the upper edge. Not only does this refer to themselves, but also traps that can be set to further catch an enemy by surprise. Landmines, tripwires, even pitfalls. Even the smallest viper can be deadly when it strikes unseen.

The Pursuit
The Art of Movement. Xarashans have an uncanny ability when it comes to driving vehicles, especially fast ones. It is entirely common to see a Buzzard leap from one vehicle to another or to simply be hanging from the side of one as the forces relentlessly chase down their prey. Either firing and swinging their weapon to kill the enemy or transporting ammo and messages. On the other side of the Pursuit, Xarashans appreciate silent hunting too. Moving through the environment like ghosts until they reach their objective, Xarasha's Buzzards possess a knack for moving through urban and rural terrain under cover so they can spring from the Shroud.

The Execution
Whether through a violent hail of bullets or the flick of a knife across the throat, it is simply not enough to chase down your enemies. You must be prepared to kill without hesitation or discrimination. The Buzzards train with all manner of ranged weaponry. Mostly autoguns, Buzzards can switch between guns almost seamlessly as they constantly flow in battle. As well as this, they practice a more savage form of CQC when they have to get up close and personal with the enemies.

Warhammer 40k - Brave New World [Shipwrecked Colony RP] (Looking for more Survivors!)

Darius Lochen

Name: Darius Lochen
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Role: Scout, Scavenger

Summary:
The last surviving Captain now commanding the remnants of the 'Xarasha's Buzzards', an Imperial Guard regiment from the once Hive World Xarasha. Being stranded with little resources is not something new to Darius. That's the only life most of the regiment has ever known since infancy, but on an unfamiliar planet and to this scale... Well, who better than the Buzzards to scavenge a new beginning?

Appearance:
Darius stands at 5' 10", surprisingly among the tallest of his comrades. Physically fit with a myriad of battle scars forming a tapestry upon the remaining flesh he has. Darius's good eye is emerald green, while his other glows crimson as a bionic eye. Most of his face is covered in a blood red scarf and goggles however. The only part that wasn't covered was his raven black hair that falls down the left side of his head.

Darius's body however has been left mostly disfigured. His entire right arm and right leg has been replaced with bionic prosthetic limbs, blown up by a landmine. His left arm has also been replaced below the elbow. The flesh that remains is covered in different kinds of scarring, from burns to cuts. His 'uniform' is scrap armour which covers his chest as well as a vambrace and elbow pad for his good arm with knee pads and armored boots too. It has been handpainted yellow with the crest of the Buzzards proudly displayed slightly to the left, where his heart would be. The armour has many chinks and scorch marks but there is little cloth beneath save for baggy pants that seemed to belong better on a mechanic than a soldier.

Records:
Darius was born on Xarasha, however he was born after the calamity of his planet that turned it from a Hive World to a Death World. Xarasha's Hive Cities were surrounded by stretches of desert, but after a long and harsh civil war, the Cities bombed each other to oblivion. The Xarasha Darius knows is naught but burning sands and ruins. It was this harsh environment that formed, not only Darius but the Buzzards as a whole, into the guerrilla warfare experts they are today.

Most of Xarasha's population are enlisted to the Regiment, while the rest of the adult population stay planetside while simultaneously acting as Xarasha's PDF. Darius joined immediately at 18, with two years training under the PDF. At the PDF, he learnt how to build and maintain makeshift weaponry, makeshift vehicles and his makeshift flak armor which is a huge part of Xarashan culture. Creating your own armor is like putting your heart on your sleeve and is a testament to not only your character but your strength as a fighter. This is also where he learnt the tactics of guerrilla warfare as well as the main Xarashan art of fighting, War Riding. War Riding comprises of fast, brutal vehicular combat from ram trucks, motorcycles and even tanks, though rare, with huge vehicular rigs serving as mobile command centres. Here Darius would learn many things about War Riding, such as how to jump from one moving vehicle to another while firing his autogun into the enemy they were charging. Once Xarashans decided to strike, a thunderous blitzkrieg of engines and gunfire filled the air. Once he was 18, Darius spent 8 years with the regiment, fighting many battles and eventually earned the rank of Captain.

Darius joined the Buzzards to defend a planet in a neighbouring system with a couple of other regiments that was being besieged by Orks. The Buzzards found themselves in their natural element however the battles were long and arduous. Combine this with a recklessness to their combat as Xarashan scrap vehicles collided with Orkish vehicles, it resulted in a 90% fatality rate for the regiment. However, it was due to this sacrifice that the Imperium of Man won back the planet for now. The remaining members of the regiment found passage on the Fortune's Dominion and planned to reroute back to Xarasha after recuperating on the shrine planet... However, this was not to be the case.

Personality:
Darius bears many of the traits that are instilled throughout Xarashan culture. Many Xarashans, while resourceful, embrace the savagery and headstrongness their fighting style can incur. Darius however is more reserved than his kin, if only by a little. He, like many of his world, believe that their survival and tenacity is all the proof they need of the Emperor's will and thus are more than willing to take their strength across the stars in his divine name.

Darius's careful planning has proved fruitful in previous war efforts which earned him the rightful rank of Captain. While he is not adverse to getting stuck in and approaching straight to his armies, Darius values the true purpose of War Riding more. The sudden surprise of attack, the charge of violence... THAT is what it means to be a true Buzzard. Still, he can be fierce too especially when it comes to keeping his men in line.

Skills:
-Guerrilla and Urban Combat

-Marksmanship

-Camouflage

-Mechanics, to a degree

-Craftsmanship, to a degree

-Scavenging

Equipment:
Semi-automatic Autogun, a Voxcaster, Armour, Two Frag Grenades, Ammo, Canteen.

Misc:

A brief insight into Xarashan life and warfare

Xarasha is a planet entirely comprised of desert with very few natural water sources. This forced it's people to work with very little or to root through the ruins of a civilisation now completely lost to time. Scavenging became a huge part of the way of life, and it would seem the infighting would continue. Many technologies were lost, and Xarashans relied entirely on Autogun weaponry. When they were reintroduced into the Astra Militarum, they actually refused to use Las-Weaponry despite the obvious pros. Much like the old engines and rusted scrap that cobbled together their war machines, Autoguns simply became ingrained. This helped form the Buzzards into a truly unique fighting force. However, this attitude slowly changed as those ranked Majors and above were eventually seen to use Las-Weaponry as a status symbol. Infantry and even vehicular armour is kept light, designed to only keep the vulnerable parts protected as to not restrict movement.

While the Art of War Riding would lead one to think only of armoured combat, the values actually transfer to infantry combat rather well. War Riding is pretty much broken down into three parts:

The Shroud
Hiding in plain sight. Remaining unseen until the perfect opportunity strikes. Whether this was hiding within a sandstorm before springing a full attack or simply awaiting around the corner and stalking a target, Xarasha's Buzzards highly value the element of surprise and rely on it to get the upper edge. Not only does this refer to themselves, but also traps that can be set to further catch an enemy by surprise. Landmines, tripwires, even pitfalls. Even the smallest viper can be deadly when it strikes unseen.

The Pursuit
The Art of Movement. Xarashans have an uncanny ability when it comes to driving vehicles, especially fast ones. It is entirely common to see a Buzzard leap from one vehicle to another or to simply be hanging from the side of one as the forces relentlessly chase down their prey. Either firing and swinging their weapon to kill the enemy or transporting ammo and messages. On the other side of the Pursuit, Xarashans appreciate silent hunting too. Moving through the environment like ghosts until they reach their objective, Xarasha's Buzzards possess a knack for moving through urban and rural terrain under cover so they can spring from the Shroud.

The Execution
Whether through a violent hail of bullets or the flick of a knife across the throat, it is simply not enough to chase down your enemies. You must be prepared to kill without hesitation or discrimination. The Buzzards train with all manner of ranged weaponry. Mostly autoguns, Buzzards can switch between guns almost seamlessly as they constantly flow in battle. As well as this, they practice a more savage form of CQC when they have to get up close and personal with the enemies.