Gowi

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

Gowi, you should probably list the age range in the sample character sheet. That way it's easier to see. I will adjust Achi with my next round of edits.

@Mistress Dizzy

Noted! and done, as well.

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

I guess... what house could most likely have produced a shy princess with severe confidence issues? ^^; Hmm.

@VitaVitaAR

Pretty much all of the ones that are not largely rural, lol. Though to give you some actual options I imagine you could go the route of House Hulevia (the imperial house) as one of the few children the Patriarch (emperor) had during his lifetime— that would give you a burdening prestige on your shoulders and no doubt give confidence issues. Alternatively to that you have major non-imperial dynasties such as House Heartspire, House Swiftwind, House Warwic, and that is just with limiting options from things that aren’t currently taken like House Tromvara or House Forletus. All the above mentioned houses are major world powers and have at their core a lot of responsibility upon them; if not to succeed, but to marry into other important houses to keep humanity unified through political marriage alliances.

@Shadow Daedalus@Sterling

I was thinking that maybe my character knows yours since he visits neighboring kingdoms far to frequently. And since Lothloryen is just to the south of Tromania so it's highly possible that he has visited the kingdom.

@Polaris North

“Oh look the kind fancy tromani prince wants to visit us zkreli who are keeping the majority of the orcs and goblins from terrorizing his land as we always have. How cultured he is to come to our war-based culture in curiosity as he sits safely behind the walls before getting into the mud and bog with orcs bearing down like real princes. Shit! I bet our princess could beat him in a physical contest!”

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

My only remaining obstacle for starting on this sheet is the house. I just can't decide.

@VitaVitaAR

I'm here if you need me to help on that front, but otherwise I don't know what to tell you heh.

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

Definitely some liberties being taken (white hair, purple hair) with the current batch of new sheets, but I’m not too broken up about it and am admittedly on the fence with playing around with certain colors; though the way I had originally envisioned it was that only elves, fae, and the like had “rainbow” colored hair options whilst humans had their blondes, reds, browns, and blacks. Considering one player had to make white hair/platinum blonde feasible through traumatic events I feel it unfair if I changed it for others. I’d also like our age range for new students be in the 13-16 range rather than characters well into their adulthood.

Otherwise Maco looks pretty much a good done deal and I look forward to Achieng’s completion.

Ezran looks good to post as well.

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

Hey Gowi. Mark me down for this one?
House Maurin, The Kingdom of Olthonis, Lordship of Heaven's Gate. "Hammer of Justice"

Thanks much. ^_^

@Mistress Dizzy

Done!

@Gowi

Sweet thanks.

@Polaris North

No problemo.

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

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Flare is her birthname, but I could change it to sound more formal. I wouldn't mind. You know how there are times where there's a certain family who serves another family for a very long time but when you trace their roots, their ancestor is just the same? That's the case with Flare and Brendan. So no, she isn't enrolled in The Conclave and just accompanied him there.

I would imagine that he asked his brother to take him to the Divine Pool and then he just dove in without any prior permission. Then he gained access to holy powers and wants to learn more about more complex healing magic.

@Polaris North

Yeah, I would adjust the birthname then. But other than that you are good to go!

Avalon Academy: The Confines of the Crown

Brendan

B R E N D A N

"Being unique is just fine. After all, the world will be really boring if everyone's a carbon copy of each other."

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Prince Brendan Ophelius Tromvara of Tromania

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Tromani

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Like most of his kind, he has blonde hair and blue eyes with not even a small pigment coming from other ethnicities. He actually looks younger than what he actually is but it doesn’t seem to bother him all that much despite all the insults hurled at him. Especially since he's only five foot five, and doesn't look all that muscular. He also has light skin, however, he is slightly darker than most of his siblings considering that he's mostly outside, covertly analyzing what is happening out of the castle.

He has a burn scar in his left hand and is the main reason why he wears gloves all the time. His dress code is usually his princely attire and despite looking very uncomfortable and impractical, he carries it just fine and he is able to move just fine in it. However, he can be seen not wearing that and only just a formal looking coat, a casual undershirt and slacks. Most of the coats he owns has his family crest stitched as if to remind everyone of his status as a prince.

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Brendan is often referred to as “The Rogue Prince of Tromaria” and for good reason. He is something akin to a free spirit despite being a price mostly because he doesn't have much responsibilities as a last born of 8 children. He would often leave home for days at end with his combat maid to inspect the kingdom he is living in covertly or even going as far as visiting another kingdom without prior notice to both his siblings and the rulers of the neighboring kingdom. He is very curious about his surroundings, the differences of each kingdom and races’ cultures and the differences between the life of a royal and the common folk, social statuses and such. However, as much as he enjoys time outside, he also spends equal time inside, studying about economy, mathematics and anything related to finances as he wants to at least be if service to someone once he grows old, even if it's just a mere instructor or advisor. He truly does have an interest in the subject anyway, and also possesses natural intelligence to get such complex things at such a young age. Memorizing things comes easily to him as well, already learning three languages at his young age.

Brendan is ambiverted. While he can be social, most of the time, he's content with staying quiet and listening to others. However, if faced with a quiet type, he would often strike up a conversation if he feels like the other person is up for it. He's good at picking up signals and acts carefully around others. Although he is a prince, and normally a prince knows how to assert himself, he has trouble actually speaking up just to avoid conflict as he says that it drains his energy reservoir. While a lot of people think that Brendan is easy prey and they could use him, it's actually not very easy. He is aware when he is being manipulated and will stand his ground when that time comes. He is also very passive about things, insults just bounce off of him and he doesn't react too much when he's complimented.

He hates boredom over everything. Given his interests in others, he just loves seeing other personalities of people. Even if they're rude or kind, narcissistic or humble, everything is interesting to him. He likes the idea of everyone being unique and is the reason why he likes hanging out with other people in other kingdoms. It is also the reason why he has grown tired of hanging out with his siblings once they had been attending lectures more frequently. His siblings were losing their individuality, hiding themselves behind a wall of steel to become great rulers. They had become uninteresting. Don't mistake me, he still loves and respects them but he just doesn't find their company to be more worthwhile than just simple family get togethers. It's also obvious whenever he feels like he is growing tired of something, and admittedly, he grows tired of most things very quickly. But if he doesn't, it means that he'll stick by it until the end.

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Brendan is the last born out of eight children, six of which are male and the other two are twin females. Because he is the last out of all of them, he wasn't too important and so his parents never looked at him as either a son or a political tool. He was placed under the care of his aunt who also had a daughter born at the same time as him. Brendan and his cousin, Flare, grew up with each other but the latter was but a mere servant to the male but became his best friend nonetheless. He was a smart child and understood immediately why his parents never actively sought out for him. He didn't feel sad about it though, as he couldn't care less by that time.

His siblings were kind to him, often playing with him when they have the time. However, as years pass by and the lectures became heavier on their shoulders, they soon stopped coming to him to play leaving the young one by himself. However, even he grew tired of his siblings as they grew older. Flare also had training to attend to leaving Brendan by his lonesome most of the time. His parents gave him tutors, yes, but they were only for etiquette and things he grew tired of quickly. He instead spends most of his time inside the library, learning about the different cultures of the kingdoms around the world, economics, the races and history.

Once he had reached eleven years of age, his father had unfortunately died from an illness and his mother also died from food poisoning. The culprit was quickly found to be one of her jealous sisters who sought for the king's hand before. And so his eldest brother, King Isaiah Tromvara had assumed the throne. He had also married a Forloni princess. It was then that he had expressed to his brother some things he thought of to build safer trade routes and who they should improve their relations with. To be fair, his brother was rather impressed with what he was saying and said that he would keep it in mind.

It was when he was twelve when he had started sneaking out of the castle to observe the commoners, it was also the time when Flare had finished her training and thus can accompany Brendan wherever he wants to go. While his house does value everyone, commoners and nobles alike, they don't really go down to the commoner houses too much since they're too busy with everything else that's happening. So he wanted to observe what it was like when the rulers don't come down too much. Unsurprisingly, the commoner's were living quite happily. He noticed that not many had recognized him as the last-born prince without the coat that said it. Years passed and he visits other kingdoms more frequently while not saying anything to his siblings. They don't really mind him going out, as long as he didn't do anything that would ruin relations with said kingdom.

Now, sixteen years after his birth, he would enroll in The Conclave where he could further enhance his knowledge and have fun along the way.

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His brother, the current king, had always noticed that Brendan was gifted when it came to studying, especially in finances. Wanting to help his brother, he suggested that Brendan should attend The Conclave and when he finished, he would have a job waiting for him. Brendan was more overjoyed by the fact that King Isaiah had noticed his efforts than going to the school. He also wanted to learn more about magic, healing magic to be precise.

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Diplomacy: Brendan was never assertive enough as a person so he's very weak at persuading people with words. He's more of a follower than a leader despite being a prince. However, if he knows some good points (especially in the field of finances), he would put it up there and then let the person decide whether he'll follow or not.

Faith: Brendan wasn't much of a believer. But unless it's proven that something else led to the peace between all kingdoms, he would still acknowledge Gaea as the one who did it.

Intrigue: He's a very patient person and if he is curious, he will continue to ask until he gets his answer. However, he can pick up on signals (especially aggressive ones) and knows when to stop lest he wants his head to roll off the block. If he really puts his head into it though, he can get information from people easily.

Magic: Magic is something Brendan is especially interested at. It's the only thing he requested his father to tutor him and he got his wish, a court wizard from a neighboring kingdom was borrowed to teach him at certain days. It wasn't too long until he had managed to learn the basics of lightning and healing magic, but he's more interested in the latter as it can help people.

Martial: As a prince, he was thought self-defense. He had taken up swordplay and archery but not more other than that. He relies more on basic magic and his personal combat maid to protect him. But if both fails him, he has the failsafe of knowing how to wield a sword and a bow.

Stewardship: Having both the natural aptitude and interest in the field of economics and finances, Brendan is practically assured to be in this field. While not really liking too much money, he wants to keep the kingdom going and thriving. As boring as the subject may be, he just has a natural affinity and is drawn to it.

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Flare: The only person he brought was his cousin and combat maid. She is of Tromani and Aladori descent, having a braided blonde hair and stands at around five foot four. Flare was born around the same time as Brendan so the two practically grew up with each other. She's the only one Brendan can fully trust and she is fiercely loyal.

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@Polaris North

Seems I only have a few small things to address before I approve this one as well. Header needs to be changed to their name (as I edited in), and two things I should probably mention— the first of all is the name “flare” seems more of a nickname than a given name, I’m a little curious about her actual given name (or if this was intended to be as such), secondly arriving with just your cousin is interesting is she enrolled at The Conclave as a student as well?, thirdly about Brendan’s interest in healing magic… well, he’s from Tromania where The Order of the Silver Dragon, the very first paladin order was formed and have been doing their duties for a little while now. I’ll adjust accordingly and add paladins/clerics as keepers at the academy but I’m curious on if Brendan tried to join the Silver Dragon or simply gain access to holy magic by dousing himself in the holy well or not. Stuff like that. Once we clear this up ACCEPTEDLAND we go.

The Order Saga: The Mind's Eye

POV: Viera Versul
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The halls of Blackraven Manor were unkempt to say the least.

If the dead empty halls did not give off the appearance of an abandoned residence, the appearance of the manor certainly did— paintings were crooked, leaning off their nails as if they were ready to fall onto the cracked wooden planks that covered the floor with the ripped aged paper inside the frame being warped from the humidity of the swamp and the skittering of insects that fed on it for a food source. The overhead candle scones overhead were unlit save for the one Viera had lit with a torch following the groups descent into the old weathered building. Viera wasn’t sure what to make of the building herself as she had only been to the general area once— and that was back during an encounter she wasn’t fond to remember.

“I’m sure.” Marlowe replied back to Azarnite with a warm smile on his lips.

However, Viera wasn’t too sure herself. But Marlowe had good instincts so she trusted it.

“Quite the restoration of a ‘historic’ property, Marlowe.” Viera quipped as she nervously took another step in the hallway. “I really do—”

THWAM!

The double doors slammed behind the three individuals as a large gust swept through the hallways rattling the cast iron scones that held the candles as it dissipated all light from the building— every door in the house slamming in the hallway as it did so causing Viera to jump a little in surprise. Viera was supersticious but she had no context for what Marlowe had just walked them into; if Rauz lived here as he said was this some elaborate prank to amuse himself upon? Was Marlowe in on it?! Her brows furrowed as she reached back for the door... but it was locked in place. She was about to say something when the loud screeching of metal could be heard in the distance. The cyan-haired girl gritted her teeth as she could feel her body tense.

“Marlowe!” She shouted.

What in the name of Infinity?

And then in the darkness there was a sinister snickering— she reached for the hilt of her sword but before she reacted the insidious laughter turned into full bombast and she heard one sentence before all of the lights busted on and revealed they were in a different room devoid of decay, mud, and ruin.

“You should see the look on your faces!”

Viera turned to glare at her companion and then back at Mathis Rauzil. She didn’t know if she wanted to make Marlowe have no teeth or Rauz to learn what his blue-haired ponytail tasted like being shoved down his throat. She was red, flushed fully as crossed her arms in agitation.

“Y-You were in on it!” She growled at Marlowe with a large scowl on her lips.

Maximum Comics

Prologue: From Russia Without Love
Gotham City, United States
May 2nd, 2016

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His meeting with Bruce had been about as the best as he could’ve hoped, and while he felt a little at peace following the conversation he almost felt like he had in turn made Bruce feel worse. He almost had a mind to go back into the Batcave and give him reassurance, that he need not to take all of his sorrow for him— even if that would’ve just ultimately irritated the caped crusader. But he never, not once, felt an argument with Bruce was toxic or wasted time. He was the closest friend he had that actually knew him for all that he was outside of his family or Lana that accepted him for who he was— and what he was. Towering over the Gotham skyline he began to make motion back towards Wayne Manor until a sharp scream filled his mind.

AAAAAH!

The scream cut through Clark’s mind, interrupting his train of thought. There was no thinking to the scream of terror— he had already made a beeline for it.

Touching down in southern Russia, somewhere near the Kazakhstan border, the first conflict of the day begins. Clark’s brows narrow as he sees what had caused the scream: a Frankenstein-like monster stitched throughout his whole body with a massive bulk to him. A woman in a white labcoat is trying to scramble back as fear completely overtakes her. A reasonable sense of fear. He threw his arm out in an attempt to reach out to the creature to stop the scene from getting exponentially worse; speaking his words carefully hoping that what was before him spoke Russian. Hoping it could understand him and not enact viciousness and murderous action upon the helpless scientist. Though if his father's old monster movies from the 50's taught him anything, the scientist probably set off some sort of chain reaction incidentally or on purpose. He really hope he was wrong on that regard because he wasn't sure he could lecture someone with his current state of mind.

“Stop!, what are you doing?”

The words crack forward like lightning and the creature (mutant?) turned its head at the figure that stood behind him that dared to grab him. There was a grumble from its lips.

“Die.”

“DIE! DIE! DIE!”

Well. He definitely knew he spoke Russian.

The concrete cracked as the creature slammed Clark’s face repeatedly, with each motion exponentially stronger than the last. Clark felt like he should’ve been used to this sort of reaction given his experiences with the likes of Solomon Grundy; but he really wasn’t. There really wasn’t much getting used to with the equivalent of a real life ogre throwing you around like a ragdoll when you were as strong as Clark was. A heavy breath left him as he shifted his energy and despite being face-down flung himself upwards back-first as quickly as possible.

The movement caused the creature to stumble and lose hold of his head, which was good… because that was enough of that.

“A bit of a temper, huh. That’s okay. I’ve got one too.” Clark grinned in mid-air as he cracked his knuckles.

Gowi's Prebuilding Workshop

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The Saiyan-Tuffle War takes place between AG-720 to AG-730, but instead of ending with the annihilation of the race they are instead enslaved by the Saiyans and introduced to their new society as indentured servants. This slavery preludes a time of subjugation, torture, and misery for the Tuffles. Succeeding rebellions are put down quickly and harshly.

In AG-735, King Vegeta's pet project named “Primal Fury”, is finished. Primal Fury is a Tuffle-designed large starship capable of projecting a small army of Sayian warriors to far away planets. It is launched and headed by Commander Hakusai.

In AG-736, King Vegeta launches Primal Fury while Planet Trade Organization ships are not docked nearby, cementing his attempt to make the Saiyan’s ability to increase their power to match PTO.

In AG-737, Kakarot’s ship is intercepted by the Interstellar Security Force and despite a conflict with the volatile infant is put into “protected custody”.

In AG-750, after years of searching Pilaf’s quest for the Dragon Ball’s is interrupted when the Red Ribbon Army also begins their own search for the legendary artifacts. Sometime later, the commander of the Red Ribbon Army dies in an accident and his lead scientist, Gero, takes control of the PMC group. Gero invades West City.

In AG-751, a coalition of martial artists defeat Gero’s Red Ribbon Army and the scientist vanishes before he is apprehended.

In AG-753, King Piccolo’s return is eclipsed by his execution order on all martial artists. Casualties of the nefarious actions of King Piccolo results in the death of the “Ox King” and the legendary Master Roshi of the Turtle School. These events conclude when Krillin, Roshi’s pupil defeats King Piccolo with the help of other survivors of Piccolo’s reign.

In AG-756, King Piccolo’s offspring appears and is subsequently defeated by Krillin.

In AG-758, Lord Slug appears on Earth and begins terra-freezing the planet. This ignites the first (temporary) alliance between Krillin and Piccolo Jr.

In AG-760, more conflicts arise for the martial artists that have been come to be known as the “Z Fighters” including the re-emergence of Garlic Jr.

In AG-761, a new commanding officer is decided for the 'Galactic Police'; also this continuity's version has no ruling monarch and instead has a different system of governing. More Green Lantern less Galactic Monarchy.

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