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Fleshing out a character while waiting for posts seems delightful, especially for a series with such potential for interesting backstory, unlike other genres in the schoolkid vein, where basically all the interesting bits happen IC.

Here's the first of a few Fiers Fun Facts, which I'll probably do every once in a while because a) bored, and b) It's hilarious.

"Fiers once had an eating contest with a 300 lb. chef. When the chef had begun tucking into the seventh course, Fiers began humming. The chef fell asleep in under a minute. Fiers spent all night leisurely eating, and grinned cheekily at his opponent when said chef awoke the next morning with three courses left whilst Fiers happily skipped outside. ...And vomited for a few hours.

During his stint with the Virtuous Company, Fiers has become known for attempting to impersonate the various members of the company with varying amounts of efficacy. He has in fact done this so much that a semi-common saying amongst the VC is "You're not Fiers-ing, are you?"

Fiers has a scar on the outer side of his upper left arm from a time he tried to seduce the mistress of an influential nobleman. He succeeded. The scar is from when Elsie caught him rifling through her underwear for a pair that looked like the mistress' the night afterwards.

In one of his many attempts to gain notoriety as one of the top members of the VC, Fiers has posted numerous posters of personal self-acclaim, with particular attention to the size, dimensions, and texture of a certain part of his anatomy, around the VC's headquarters. He is no doubt bringing his latest revised editions of these posters on the VC's latest job, to hand out to civilians and targets alike."

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Fiers Hartwine

"If your mother was half as good-looking as your sister, and your aunt was half as pretty as your daughter, I'd say that your female relations are appreciating in value, and I've an eye for tasteful investments. Of course, your father is twice as honourable as you are..."

Name

Fiers Hartwine

Race/Age

Human, with a muddled bloodline, possible Fae ancestry. (OOC: Maybe 17% of his DNA is Fae, and a further 3% is goblin-kind. So basically he has sizeable fairy blood, and a negligible (but still measurable) amount of orc/goblin/troll blood. Whatever denomination for that works. Shrug.)

37 years old, though he looks 27.

Personality

Charismatic, generous, self-sacrificing, bleeding heart. Also tends to lend himself to causes he feels are doomed without him. Can come of as arrogant without meaning to, and has the major virtue of Charity as his muse.

Vain, expects too much, reckless, and can act thoughtlessly whilst attempting to preserve his appearance. Has the major vice of Vainglory.

Backstory

Became a court bard. Accidentally on purpose made rude allusions about wives, daughters, mothers, and aunts. Subsequently catapulted from court barely escaping a death sentence, and remained on his heels when said nobility massacred his reputation. Was reduced to playing at the scummiest dives in the land, and at one point considered ending it all, having lost his ability to properly sing due to his malnutrition.

Cue the Virtuous Company. Fiers' broken song made some weep, others cringe, but all was decided when one tried to cease the singing, twanging tune, and Fier's fought back. Such was the man's persistence that he has as of yet to be interrupted again. Fiers was nursed back to health, and ever since he has become both a key reputation builder for the Company (not that they need it (and always under an assumed name, given his history)) and he has proven himself to be a fast learner in the field of dueling, which can prove surprisingly useful, depending on the Company's target. (It also makes him look really good.)

Physical Talents

Musician of Many Talents; In-depth understanding of musical theory, vast catalogue of music memorized, and can effectively pick up any instrument and play rudimentarily. Is a self-proclaimed master of the lute, vocals, and the lyre.

Apprentice Duelist; Competent combatant with rapier, by no means mastered.

Expert Orator; Is quite skilled at moving a crowd with his words, and is doubly so when employing his music.

Disguise Artist; Is capable of changing his appearance rapidly and drastically, to the point of becoming another person. In addition, both his musical ability and fondness for acting allow him to adopt various dialects and accents, false voices being something of an amusing hobby of his.

Magical Talents

Low-Tier;
Ballad of the Ancient Dragon - AOE that allows allies to gain increased mobility, while reducing that of foes. Effectively works like a shockwave that knocks enemies off their feet and steadies/bolsters allies.

Canto of the Forsaken Heroes - Low-tier healing spell, stabilizes subjects close to death, cleanses common poisons/toxins, and can quicken body's healing processes acting as a catalyst, however does not generally provide additional energy. Consider as a "Refresh" spell, or a "Shit, stay alive as long as you can," spell.

Lay of Castagar Ardreth - Conjures temporary illusion of medium size, with either tangibility yet immobility, or intangibility with the illusion being capable of moving location. Tangibility equivalent to leaning on a wall, will fade if forced to break in any way. Also requires constant attention of caster, or risks either fading entirely or losing its semblance to reality.

Requiem of Intent - Low-level empathic spell, invests targets (if not resistant) with emotions or thoughts chosen by caster. Can be used to ward off effects of other empathic magic, or to merely aid with more mundane forms of emotional trauma. However, due to the empathic nature of the spell, this does require the caster to take on the full force of the targets' own emotions/feelings.

Mid-Tier;
Soloist's Elegy - Allows caster to transfer voluntary traits or energies from many targets into one target. All-for-one, so to speak. Spell only affects traits/energies that both targets and target hold in common. Cannot transfer something uniquely endowed in one of the targets to another. Examples of transferrable traits: Nutrition, stored calories, warmth, wakefulness/rest, age, mental stability, endurance, etc.

Choral Symphony - Caster amplifies sonic capacity of all targets in an AOE, effectively granting the ability to emit sonic blasts for the duration of the spell. This spell also bolsters the targets resistance to sonic stress, preventing damage to hearing or the risk of internal injuries. Targets can intentionally cause Discord Bursts, which occur when two targets sonic blasts reverberate creating an explosive effect. There are also variant effects pertaining to the environment the spell is cast in, ex. High altitude, underwater, precipitation, etc.

Equipment

Lute
Lyre
Rapier, nicknamed "Beggar's Tooth"
2 spare outfits, one flamboyant, one plain.
1 disguise kit (makeup, false beards, spectacles, heels, perfumes)
1 Travel Pack
1 Survival Roll™ (Complete with bedroll, ablutions set, cooking pot, rations pack, coiled rope and full canteen!)
1 Thief's coinpurse, bulging slightly and bouncing whilst hanging from belt.
1 Actual coinpurse, concealed underneath belt.
1 Medallion worn underneath shirt, of unknown personal meaning to wearer.

Other

Fun Fiers Facts

Fiers has the greatest style and sense of fashion in all the Virtuous Company. Without exception. Challenges to this assertion are met with swift defeat at the hands of a beggar's tooth.

NEW - Sep 7th 17

Fiers once had an eating contest with a 300 lb. chef. When the chef had begun tucking into the seventh course, Fiers began humming. The chef fell asleep in under a minute. Fiers spent all night leisurely eating, and grinned cheekily at his opponent when said chef awoke the next morning with three courses left whilst Fiers happily skipped outside. ...And vomited for a few hours.

During his stint with the Virtuous Company, Fiers has become known for attempting to impersonate the various members of the company with varying amounts of efficacy. He has in fact done this so much that a semi-common saying amongst the VC is "You're not Fiers-ing, are you?"

Fiers has a scar on the outer side of his upper left arm from a time he tried to seduce the mistress of an influential nobleman. He succeeded. The scar is from when Elsie caught him rifling through her underwear for a pair that looked like the mistress' the night afterwards.

In one of his many attempts to gain notoriety as one of the top members of the VC, Fiers has posted numerous posters of personal self-acclaim, with particular attention to the size, dimensions, and texture of a certain part of his anatomy, around the VC's headquarters. He is no doubt bringing his latest revised editions of these posters on the VC's latest job, to hand out to civilians and targets alike.

Fears

Fiers' fears (pun intended) are as follows;

Fear of failure
Fear of disfigurement
Fear of maiming
Fear of embarrassment
Fear of destitution

So in summary, Fiers's perfect nightmare would be failing spectacularly resulting in his permanent disfigurement, maiming, and subsequent public embarrassment, ultimately leading to the end of his life as a beggar on the streets wasting away. Fiers' fears are quite grounded in reality, as he has run quite close to his nightmare and the Virtuous Company helped him to escape just barely by the skin of his teeth. Also as can be noted based on his personality, his greatest fears are quite egocentric, as he is confident that he can protect the people surrounding him, and that their wellbeing is quite closely tied to his own.

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"If your mother was half as good-looking as your sister, and your aunt was half as pretty as your daughter, I'd say that your female relations are appreciating in value, and I've an eye for tasteful investments. Of course, your father is twice as honourable as you are..."

Name

Fiers Hartwine

Race

Human, with a muddled bloodline, possible Fae ancestry. (OOC: Maybe 17% of his DNA is Fae, and a further 3% is goblin-kind. So basically he has sizeable fairy blood, and a negligible (but still measurable) amount of orc/goblin/troll blood. Whatever denomination for that works. Shrug.)

Personality

Charismatic, generous, self-sacrificing, bleeding heart. Also tends to lend himself to causes he feels are doomed without him. Can come of as arrogant without meaning to, and has the major virtue of Charity as his muse.

Vain, expects too much, reckless, and can act thoughtlessly whilst attempting to preserve his appearance. Has the major vice of Vainglory.

Backstory

Became a court bard. Accidentally on purpose made rude allusions about wives, daughters, mothers, and aunts. Subsequently catapulted from court barely escaping a death sentence, and remained on his heels when said nobility massacred his reputation. Was reduced to playing at the scummiest dives in the land, and at one point considered ending it all, having lost his ability to properly sing due to his malnutrition.

Cue the Virtuous Company. Fiers' broken song made some weep, others cringe, but all was decided when one tried to cease the singing, twanging tune, and Fier's fought back. Such was the man's persistence that he has as of yet to be interrupted again. Fiers was nursed back to health, and ever since he has become both a key reputation builder for the Company (not that they need it (and always under an assumed name, given his history)) and he has proven himself to be a fast learner in the field of dueling, which can prove surprisingly useful, depending on the Company's target. (It also makes him look really good.)

Physical Talents

Musician of Many Talents; In-depth understanding of musical theory, vast catalogue of music memorized, and can effectively pick up any instrument and play rudimentarily. Is a self-proclaimed master of the lute, vocals, and the lyre.

Apprentice Duelist; Competent combatant with rapier, by no means mastered.

Expert Orator; Is quite skilled at moving a crowd with his words, and is doubly so when employing his music.

Disguise Artist; Is capable of changing his appearance rapidly and drastically, to the point of becoming another person. In addition, both his musical ability and fondness for acting allow him to adopt various dialects and accents, false voices being something of an amusing hobby of his.

Magical Talents

Low-Tier;
Ballad of the Ancient Dragon - AOE that allows allies to gain increased mobility, while reducing that of foes. Effectively works like a shockwave that knocks enemies off their feet and steadies/bolsters allies.

Canto of the Forsaken Heroes - Low-tier healing spell, stabilizes subjects close to death, cleanses common poisons/toxins, and can quicken body's healing processes acting as a catalyst, however does not generally provide additional energy. Consider as a "Refresh" spell, or a "Shit, stay alive as long as you can," spell.

Lay of Castagar Ardreth - Conjures temporary illusion of medium size, with either tangibility yet immobility, or intangibility with the illusion being capable of moving location. Tangibility equivalent to leaning on a wall, will fade if forced to break in any way. Also requires constant attention of caster, or risks either fading entirely or losing its semblance to reality.

Requiem of Intent - Low-level empathic spell, invests targets (if not resistant) with emotions or thoughts chosen by caster. Can be used to ward off effects of other empathic magic, or to merely aid with more mundane forms of emotional trauma. However, due to the empathic nature of the spell, this does require the caster to take on the full force of the targets' own emotions/feelings.

Mid-Tier;
Soloist's Elegy - Allows caster to transfer voluntary traits or energies from many targets into one target. All-for-one, so to speak. Spell only affects traits/energies that both targets and target hold in common. Cannot transfer something uniquely endowed in one of the targets to another. Examples of transferrable traits: Nutrition, stored calories, warmth, wakefulness/rest, age, mental stability, endurance, etc.

Choral Symphony - Caster amplifies sonic capacity of all targets in an AOE, effectively granting the ability to emit sonic blasts for the duration of the spell. This spell also bolsters the targets resistance to sonic stress, preventing damage to hearing or the risk of internal injuries. Targets can intentionally cause Discord Bursts, which occur when two targets sonic blasts reverberate creating an explosive effect. There are also variant effects pertaining to the environment the spell is cast in, ex. High altitude, underwater, precipitation, etc.

Equipment

Lute
Lyre
Rapier, nicknamed "Beggar's Tooth"
2 spare outfits, one flamboyant, one plain.
1 disguise kit (makeup, false beards, spectacles, heels, perfumes)
1 Travel Pack
1 Survival Roll™ (Complete with bedroll, ablutions set, cooking pot, rations pack, coiled rope and full canteen!)
1 Thief's coinpurse, bulging slightly and bouncing whilst hanging from belt.
1 Actual coinpurse, concealed underneath belt.
1 Medallion worn underneath shirt, of unknown personal meaning to wearer.

Other

Fiers has the greatest style and sense of fashion in all the Virtuous Company. Without exception. Challenges to this assertion are met with swift defeat at the hands of a beggar's tooth.

Fears

Fiers' fears (pun intended) are as follows;

Fear of failure
Fear of disfigurement
Fear of maiming
Fear of embarrassment
Fear of destitution

So in summary, Fiers's perfect nightmare would be failing spectacularly resulting in his permanent disfigurement, maiming, and subsequent public embarrassment, ultimately leading to the end of his life as a beggar on the streets wasting away. Fiers' fears are quite grounded in reality, as he has run quite close to his nightmare and the Virtuous Company helped him to escape just barely by the skin of his teeth. Also as can be noted based on his personality, his greatest fears are quite egocentric, as he is confident that he can protect the people surrounding him, and that their wellbeing is quite closely tied to his own.

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@Zelosse

Jordan's balls beat a swift retreat inside his pelvic cavity when the water turned icy.

"Fuck. Not fair Hargor." The water gradually returned to a habitable temperature and Jordan nodded grumpily, actually contemplating rolling around in filth on purpose next time.

"I'll push the boy as far as I see fit, and if that leads to bodily harm for anybody, I'll make sure it's me. The nurse and I are on quite good terms, and if I make a speedy recovery, she might even take a house call, you know what I mean Kano?" Jordan said, winking quite persistently in Kano's direction.

"Hey, I can name at least six people who most certainly want to see th-" Jordan heard the student's voice, causing his own voice to croak to a halt. He shook his head once more in Kano's general direction, and reached for his boxers. The boxers in question were lying on a fold-up chair two metres away. Luckily, or unluckily as one might conclude, Jordan had grains of sand in many unfortunate places. A light tug on several grains located in the boxers sent the shorts flying into his outstretched hand.

"Hope your happy, Headmaster. Don't the students have to take anatomy classes at some point?" As a point of pride, Jordan took control of every grain present in his boxers, which was more than one generally would like, and blasted all of them out onto the outside of the springs. Donning his boxers, Jordan lay back once more and breathed out, muscles creaking and sore from any number of things. Yesterday had been eventful. And Jordan still had a fencing match to prepare for...

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Probably best for everyone if I post tomorrow. Night all. :)

But FYI, Jordan's feckin' bae, and he can definitely rock sand-shorts. :D