GingerBoi123

Trials of Initiation: A Warhammer 40k Salamanders campaign (currently full, apologies!)

Igtaro Bel'siar

Name: Igtaro Bel'siar

Age: 23

Appearance: Igtaro is a true son of Nocturne, though his crimson eyes really come alive during the throes of combat. Accompanied by the Chapter's signature jet black skin, his size and build is average for a Salamanders neophyte and his head is completely shaved. At a glance, he appears fairly 'fresh' and uninjured, with minimal scarring that's usually covered by his armour.

Equipment: Along with the standard Scout armour, Igtaro carries a Stalker-pattern bolt pistol with scope and suppressor along with a combat knife he forged himself and takes pristine care of. Along with ammo, he takes a frag and krak grenade as it always pays to be prepared for any situation. When permitted, he is a fan of the cameleoline cloaks and M40/A1 sniper rifles, though they are not necessary to every mission.

Psychological profile: Igtaro is surprisingly reserved compared to most of his battle-brothers and is quite happy to take a backseat when it comes to conversations. Despite a quiet nature, Igtaro happily listens to his fellow Astartes and Neophytes and is unquestionably loyal with no issues following orders from his superiors.

During training, Igtaro shows a great aptitude for the stealthier style of the 10th Company and seems rather comfortable in this kind of role. To Igtaro, being one of the Emperor's finest is much like controlling the flames of a forge. His beliefs drive him to not become the hammer against the anvil of the Imperium's enemies but instead the spark that ignites the flaming bellows of battle.

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

Hey, sorry it's been a couple of days!

Been working on the idea of a Dwarven Scout Rogue and play him like an archer/sniper kinda deal. In the meantime, I was wondering about feats? Sorry if this has been answered before but I couldn't find anything in the OOC 0th post

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

@SigilNo problem! It's getting a bit late for me so I'll have a proper gander tomorrow and see what I can come up with! I've already had a look at a few CS's and the OOC :D

Trials of Initiation: A Warhammer 40k Salamanders campaign (currently full, apologies!)

Hey there, haven't been on the site for a while but would love to get stuck into a 40k/Astartes type rp. Room for more?

Avonshire - D&D Based Adventure

Hey there, you guys still acccepting? It's been a while since I've played on the site but I've been really getting into DnD lately and would love to play!

Power Rangers/Masked Rider/VR Troopers Crossover Extravaganza

It would be cool to play an OC Kamen Rider?

Avalia

_{Time: 10:00am
Location: The Nest Exterior
Interactions: Orias @helo, Nabarra @nasty, Kuroi @hide on mana, Mika @Tae, 'Slick' @FunnyGuy, Yuka @princess
Equipment: Bladedancer Sword, leather armour, cloak, an empty coin pouch.}

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It was a bit of a whirlwind of what followed, even after greeting the strangers that approached them. Siv felt like there was a bit of a glare from behind the mask of the woman that asked if they wanted to kill dark elves but he shrugged it off. 'What could've possibly have been wrong with that reply? They approached us afterall?' He thought. But ah, not much to be done about it. On the other hand, this new face that proclaimed her presence above the townsfolk was a problem of itself. It would seem this lady had some rather choice words for Roshmi's royalty which lead to Mikazuki defending herself. Sivaros got it, totally. But it was a bloody stupid decision when they were meant to be keeping a low profile.

It might've been remnants of the drink still in his system, but Sivaros reached his hand out to put Mika's hood back up before leading her off by the shoulder, keeping her close as he sighed. "Rousing speech, Princess. But we are meant to be keeping a low profile while we meet my kin, are we not?" The Bladedancer tried to explain. By the God and Goddess, he sounded just like Meikora. He knew he'd come across as a hardass, but he needed to keep Mikazuki safe. Not only was it his task, but who knows what could happen if some less than savoury characters followed the target that would be painted on their backs.

"Listen. I understand it's hard not to bite your tongue when it comes to someone like that... but they're asking for trouble. We need to save our energy to let our actions speak for us... but we can't make a move until we have a plan and you're safe. So, please forgive me when I ask you to let it go, Mika." Sivaros pleaded with a bit more compassion, speaking soft like he would when they first met.

Avalia

_{Time: 10:00am
Location: The Nest Exterior
Interactions: Orias @helo, Nabarra @nasty, Kuroi @hide on mana, Mika @Tae, 'Slick' @FunnyGuy, Orias @helo
Equipment: Bladedancer Sword, leather armour, cloak, an empty coin pouch.}

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Sivaros dropped the half full mug of ale as he was literally dragged out by Mika. With a sigh, he would relent the quest for free booze as the group would make their exit but he could easily be heard laughing as they all took their leave from the chaos at their backs. Whether it was the rather rapid intake of alcohol or the alleged spiking of said alcohol, Siv was having a bit of trouble finding his footing even for him. However, he couldn't help but have a feeling of relief having to run into Mika so easily. He was assigned to be her ward by the Sun Kingdom so she could safely meet with the Elven Princesses and their entourage of humans. For once, Siv had eagerly taken on the assignment when he heard who exactly he'd be protecting.

What his superiors probably didn't know, is that Mika and Sivaros had met before when he was on another assignment in Roshmi... was it eight... No, must've been at least twelve months since their paths had crossed last. The Elf would be lying to himself if he wasn't hoping to meet Princess Mikazuchi just on her own, but having extra protection in this Kuroi and 'Slick' wasn't necessarily a bad thing either. It seemed they both liked to fight or at the very least used to it. Kuroi seemed to have garnered a bit of a reputation for his skills around these parts which piqued Siv's competitive nature greatly. Even more unknown, he hadn't had a good chance to say hello to this 'Slick' or get a good look at him but Sivaros figured there'd be time for pleasantries when they were sober. Suddenly, his attention was turned as there was an unfamiliar voice behind them.

"Oi fucker. Do you hate Dark Elves too? How do ya feel about helpin' my friend and I bloody well kill some?"

Siv would sigh before letting down the hood of his cloak, revealing his pointed ears without any clue of who was tapping his shoulder. "Well as much as I'd LOVE to drop what I was doing to join you, we've got some pretty important business to take care of so I'd say me and my friends here might have to decline." He'd reply, slightly slurred and with a bit of a wobble when he turned around, greeted by the visages of the two masked individuals. "Although I do love these get-ups... Where did you get these charming little masks from?" The Bladedancer inquired drunkenly, slowly raising his finger to tap the cat mask on the nose. While he did not say 'boop', he was thinking it.

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

Avalia

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He is accepted! Toss him in that character tab ^_^! I'll scrounge my music to find some theme song suggestions too.

@Tae

Awesome! Thank you so much!