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The Expieriments of Valley Beyond

Should I also start my character from when his village is attacked, when he is about to enter the lab to have his memory wiped and the demon possessing him or when he is already possessed and doing experiments because that could link with Tott's character and how he fears the Black Angel experiment which would be involving my character.

The Expieriments of Valley Beyond

I have a good idea for my character, it is a little boy. Russian. The organisation in control of the experiments was tracing and tracking a mutant in his small Russian village. They exterminated all the population in order to stop anyone from opening their mouths. They burned the houses and his family perished in the fire. He was kept alive by the Black Angel only for a worse fate. It was the first experiment of its kind. A spiritual experiment. They forced a demon into his innocent and vulnerable body so that they could examine in full detail the way spirit possession works. Before the experiment started they wiped his brain from past memories. At the start of the role-play he believes that the black angel is his mother, doing tests for her and obeying her. As the story continues he gets persuaded in some way by one of the other experiments that it was all a lie and his memory gradually starts coming back to him in visions and dreams.

(The non-bold writing is already in my bio)

The Expieriments of Valley Beyond

Is there room for more?

I Dream of A Hero

Thankyou, I have not role-played in a while, I hope I do not make any mistakes or disappoint but I am sure you will let me know if that happens. Glad to be along on the ride.

I Dream of A Hero

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(Without the Neko parts)
Name: Jiro Koulston

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Species: Human

Biography: Jiro lives in a common farm with his father, mother and his little sister Nettle of the age of eight. He does what he can around the farm which branches off into many minor tasks. This includes sweeping of hay, planting and harvesting while making sure all the animals are fit and ready to do their jobs around or within the farm. You could say that Jiro is physically fit but not tremendously strong. He has the stamina to achieve all the goals set by his parents around the farm and still have enough energy to do household jobs if needed. This makes Jiro quite a hands on and busy individual for his age, yet to be fair other children around his age in the same scenario are just as busy. He has not attended school in his life, his parents never could afford any education for him and will probably never be able to send Nettle to school either. With this disadvantage, Jiro is unable to read, yet he was always a good counter. He learned to count as he began doing work around the farm for example counting the chicken eggs etc. His social life isn't great either, having not met friends through school and most of the time being at home or working on the farm, therefore his social skills as a whole are quite misshapen as he becomes somewhat nervous around new individuals.

Personality: Tends to act slightly nervous around new individuals until warming up to them. Can be clumsy at times and make a fool of himself. Avoids physical brawls due to his lack of confidence in his inner strength and of the fact that he is a peaceful and caring person to the right ones. Likes to keep himself busy as it was his upbringing to always be busy and have something to do on the farm. Chooses to gain peoples respect through his kind heart and compassion than by anything of a negative degree.

Appearance: Thin dark brown hair that almost floats in a soft breeze. Some facial features such as his nose and lips are quite small compared to his medium sized emerald green eyes. His physique is slightly muscular from working at the farm. The skin around his body is just a tad bit pale strangely enough even though he is always out in the sun. Jiro wears casual peasant leather clothing, nothing too shabby. Along with a pair of hard leather boots.

Crush: No

Any Skills In Combat?: Never before had he seen combat, the closest he probably got to combat was fighting the chickens so he could catch them for supper, so as you can tell the dream had quite an impact on him. He wasn't exactly, hero material.

Long Live the Queen!

Definitely joining. It has been a while since I participated in role-playing. I agree with Drake Baku.

I would like to be a lieutenant. Not too much of a big deal but just enough to not be just an average guard. Good with the sword but not completely mastered. Can easily take on an average guard on one to one combat depending on the skill level. As the scenario goes where there is a group of enemies, he would try to out smart them. He is young for such a rank. In his late teens. Trusted and witty. Feel free to ask any more questions if needed.

The Conflict: Armanian Union and Razgar's Tribes (Medieval fantasy RP)

[Arathel Siliva]

Arathel stood stiff and proud, listening to what Arman had to say. She watched the servant enter the throne room with the sword. A slight humming noise coming from it. She held out her palm as the servant placed the blade into her temporary ownership. The blade glowed a little brighter as it entered her hands. A slight breeze pushing her hair. Nodding as the servant returned to the kings side. "I will protect it with the lives of me and my men. We will not let it fall into the wrong hands, that is a promise. If all should fail, I will send a man back to deliver the message of how we died protecting it." She walked slowly away from Arman after she bowed. Stopping halfway to the door. "We are allies, this is what allies do for one another. They look out for each other. I hope this time, Arman. You will do the right thing." With her back to him. Carrying on through the doorway to exit the throne room and through the palace hallways to her mount Argentina. She will need more men for such a quest.

The Conflict: Armanian Union and Razgar's Tribes (Medieval fantasy RP)

[Soladaak]

The wildebeests kicked up dirt forcefully, it was hard to see in a wildebeest ride. Especially over dried mud. The armour of Ragr clicked and clattered as their mounts rode forward. " So how do you feel about the undead, the only reason I am asking is because I had to deal with them before I went to your city." The messenger was heard in the ear of Ammok. Ammok looked over as his mount pondered on. "Undead, Eeh!" Ammok spits off the side of his wildebeest. "We Drakes never had a fondness for magic. Ever since the old king brought forth our ancestors. Dragons. After the war they didn't know what to do with their selves. A lot of them ran riot after our forces retreated. Laid waste to a few villages and towns here and there. On both sides." Ammok knew more than this. He knew how Azarth was trying to call on the ancestors once more. Their numbers would have increased since the war. All those lives lost to dragons. Ammok looked to the neck of his mount as a moment of respect for all of those lives. "You see, messenger. Dragons. They don't think like us. Some races have dragons who use magic and can speak through to you and all of this mumbo jumbo. Our dragons. Our ancestors. They are animals. They think like animals, they lust for blood like animals and they kill merciless like animals. A dragon would easily eat your wife as she holds your newborn baby. That's if you have a family of course." Ammok suddenly comes to a halt. Raising his fist in the air to signal the unit to stop. An undead messenger is seen before him. "Speak, what is your purpose here." Ammok asks calmly.

The Conflict: Armanian Union and Razgar's Tribes (Medieval fantasy RP)

Sorry for the delay. I've been busy lately.

The Conflict: Armanian Union and Razgar's Tribes (Medieval fantasy RP)

Leoric if you paid close attention to my post you would have realised that the army is still infront of the main walls outside of Tizt, waiting for the arrival of the warriors from Ragr as they escort the messenger to Razgar's camp. Not the Armanian territory. We'll just pretend that the spy was mistaken.