Heat

Crimson Company

Gonna post in the IC soon, just replies to some characters. Keep posting if your character hasn't been introduced yet.

TheLastRunaway said
Psst. Heat I sent you a pm. >.>

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Damiann47 said
Aw, well looks like I'm too late on this one not gonna take TheLastRunAway's slot. Shame looked fun.

Yeah, sorry. I didn't want to accept too many people then it can get really crazy trying to manage and keep everything in order. Though check back periodically, if for example someone has to leave the RP then that could open a slot, or if the RP is really rolling then I might open it up to two more people to join.

Pirouette said
Aren't Elves supposed to be light? Like lighter than normal?

Yes, elves are typically very lean.

JJ_Maxx said
So Wildflower and TheLastRunaway need to finish their character sheets and we should be set to begin, right?

Yup, they're the last two in. Once they get into it, then I'll really kick the IC rolling.

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TheLastRunaway said
Hello, do you happen to have room for another character?

Yes, we're accepting one more character.

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JJ_Maxx said

Accepted

Crimson Company (Fantasy)

Accepting two more characters on the OOC.

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Guild is fixed, both the characters are accepted above this post.

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Still open for more people to join!

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IC is up, it's a simple introduction type post.

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The quaint little town of Esterfell, a small settlement near the towering Jagged Peak mountains. It's population of nearly 200 people is near silent as darkness has shrouded the town, the moon high in the clear night sky. As usual, it is cold in the town, but it would be called a beautiful night by many as the sky is wide open, the stars shining in the pitch black sky, it is almost picture perfect the way they sit motionless above the white capped mountains so high they seem to grow.

The only sound emitting from inside the town is in a small tavern right by the The Spotless Rock Inn, a popular spot in town that at this time of night is active inside. The bar room, a sprawling but simple place, a bar on the right side of the entrance, several stools lined up in front of it, tables all around,a small stage to the left side, currently on it is a large black piano, a short human man somewhere in his forties dressed in all black sits at the instrument, a glass of booze on top of it, his fingers on the keys playing a calming melody for the quiet bar, a few stragglers sit around, a single aged male bartender stands rubbing a mug clean, a pretty bar maiden stands around, speaking with the bartender as the piano plays.

Two men sit at a table, a mug full of ale in front of each of them, they are both silent, either unsure of what to say, or just not want to say anything. Another man sits alone at a table, he is decked out in thick iron armor. The others pay him no mind, the only one who does is the bar maiden who approaches him clenching a glass full of a clear liquid. she hands it to him with a smile as the man raises an armored hand, grasping it from her. With his other free hand he places several coins on the table for her service. With a brighter smile she takes the coins then turns and returns to the bar.

Aldred Mermet took a sip from the glass, he didn't normally drink strong alcoholic beverages but he just needed something to hit the spot, which this drink did perfectly. He placed the glass down on the table, then looked towards the door. This was the right place, the right town, the right spot exactly. The others who he had not yet met, but had been briefly told about, each one, were to arrive here anytime. The second letter they each received about the adventure said the same thing. They knew to look in the Inn for a brown haired, bearded man in iron armor who would be sitting alone at a table, waiting for them. Aldred was surprised he didn't draw more attention, a man in heavy armor in this town of all places he figured would stick out like a sore thumb. The only other people he saw in any form of armor were a couple guards who wore simple leather things with long winter coats. Likely militia, not actual guards. Not trained like Aldred was. He took another sip, eyes staring towards the door as he waited for his new companions to walk through it.

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Finally finished my character. Will probably have an IC up before I go to bed.

Aldred Mermet

Character sheet:

Name – Aldred Mermet

Race – Human

Gender – Male

Age – 34

Appearance –

Height – 6’3

Weight – 230 pounds

Class – Warrior

Skills – Aldred is a master swordsman, able to take down even the toughest of foes with his sword. He is also a skilled tactician, able to lay down battle plans with the best of them. Aldred is a very capable hand to hand combatant, knowing many ways to take down a man in personal combat.

Powers – N/A

Weaponry – He wields a steel great sword, which he named Echo, a powerful weapon which must be used with two hands. He keeps a steel dagger on his belt as well.

Other equipment – He keeps a leather drawstring pouch on himself at all times inside it contains a canteen full of fresh water, three apples, a coin purse carrying forty coins, a bedroll, set of civilian clothes, compass and a whetstone.

Apparel – Aldred wears thick iron armor, it is the same kind worn by the Dominion Vanguard, though he is much more weathered, carrying dents and scars on it which he takes pride in, able to explain where many of them came from. Despite the size and weight of the armor, he moves deceptively quick in it, used to wearing heavy suits of armor ever since he could wield a sword. In more casual settings, he favors a simple grey longsleeved shirt, brown pants and boots which he keeps in his bag.

Personality – Aldred is a proud warrior who is not afraid to speak his mind. He will openly criticize other people if they are out of line or doing something completely wrong, but does it in a way that it is actual criticism, not him being an asshole. He is confident in his own abilities as a swordsman and will assume leadership if nobody else is willing. He pursues what he is after until he gets it, doing whatever it takes to achieve his goals. There is still an air of good heartedness to him, as he finds immoral things such as slavery or murder sickening. He does not care much for his possessions beyond his sword and armor, and will give to the less fortunate when asked.

Bio – Aldred Mermet was born in the city of Esminster, his childhood is nothing special. His father was a guard in the city, his mother a nurse. Like many other children, he spent his early years in school, after finishing school at sixteen, he immediately joined the military at the earliest point he could after securing his father’s blessing, with that he was sent into training camp which for him took place at Wawold Tower, one of the two places in Sironde where new military members were sent. He showed potential as a frontlines warrior but also excelled in many of the mock battles which involved coming up with complex strategies.

The next several years of his life were spent as a patrolman who served up north; it was boring, but easy work. He yearned for more, but was content with where he was on patrol. The action he saw while working as a military patrolman were skirmishes with bandits and slavers, nothing that extravagant. In one particular instance which involved Aldred and his squad raiding a slaver camp, he managed to map out a complex plan in order to minimize causalities for slaves and his companions. The plan was executed to perfection and Aldred was praised for it.

After eight long years as a patrolman, Aldred’s name was put forward by his superior as a Vanguard candidate. He was honored to be chosen and was shipped off to the six month camp, which still to this day is legendary for its difficulty. 86 out of 100 men on average who are selected for the camp either drop out or are sent home after the first month. Aldred was proud to be one of those fourteen that lasted a month, but he wanted more, to go the entire way, which he did, finishing Vanguard school with five other men at the age of 24. Aldred was placed in the Vanguard soldier ranks, who are essentially the special forces of the Dominion.

He spent the next five years doing many missions for the Dominion, some boring, others quiet thrilling, though he swore an oath of silence to never speak of the missions to anyone outside of the Dominion military, an oath which he still takes seriously.

His life changed like thousands of others when the Scourged War began, Aldred himself serving as a trusted captain among the Dominion’s military forces. He fought several battles in the war, taking many orc heads with his greatsword. Towards the end of the war, he even served alongside the legendary King Sulvan Orland III who himself fought in many battles as a top general. Aldred got to know the king pretty well, having earned a respect for the man as both a ruler and fellow soldier. He was at the battle when he saw the king get killed after taking an arrow to the neck. The war ended shortly afterwards. Since then,
Aldred left the Vanguard, almost severing ties entirely with the Dominion as a whole.

He took up mercenary work, using a fake name, John Ashblade, so no one would recognize his name which received honors after the war. Aldred was living on the outskirts of Cabrook when he received a letter addressed to Aldred Mermet which asked him to join a mercenary group against a mysterious threat. Having nothing else to do, and curious as to what the threat was, he signed up right away.

WanderingSpirit said
I died trying to do this so i hope it accepted xD but I dont mind if you want to gouge your Divine Sword of Judgement into my Character Sheet and exorcise it!!!.... I guess you get the idea of the character i scrapped ;p it was a oracle.

Change to one class and it's good.