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25 y/o guy, currently student and living by myself, yada yada.

Veteran Roleplayer, with over 7-8 years of experience in both Pen & Paper and text based, with minimal LARP Experience. I have a great interest in fantasy settings and tends to dislike Post Apocalypse, or generally anything involving guns and modern weaponry. Gimme a sword and the ability to throw fire, and I'm happy.

I have relatively high standards and find myself somewhat disappointed if my posts are below 500 words, preferring ~1000+ whenever possible (sadly, not always easy). At the same time I expect similar standards from my fellow players. I also have a tendency to play female characters in spite of my being a guy, mainly because I find it more entertaining than playing the big burly guy.

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Birth Name: Lucie Ruzicka

Other Names: Andel Cervenka(Male alter ego), Lady Aneta Montilyet, Daniela Musil, Katerina Myska, Gabriela Novosad, Irena & ‘Little Rose’.

Gender: Female

Age: 19

Rank/Titles/Social Class: Princess of the Underground, Baroness of Thieves, One Who Knows.

Appearance:

Lucie Ružička is one of those rare gems found throughout the world, jealously guarded by overprotective fathers. She has an oval face, skin unblemished, with full, rose lips in a natural pucker, a sharp chin and high cheekbones. She has a small, straight, nose, sat under a pair of bright, amber eyes slanted slightly inwards; equally capable of being warm and kind, as they can be sharp and piercing. Waves of chestnut hair falls down her back and over her shoulders, reaching to the middle of her back, and most often hanging free—Though set up in a variety of intricate designs should the occasion demand it.

Lucie is a tall woman, at 170cm or height, and lithe of build, her body being the evidence of countless hours of training. Though there is no truly chiseled muscles on her body, one does not need to look twice on her naked form to know that she has a strength few other women possess. At the same time she sports a distinctively womanly figure, with wide hips and ample bust. While not quite buxom, she is still well endowed enough that she finds nothing to complain about.

Personality:
A meek serving girl, a ruthless head of staff, a quiet observer, and a cheerful drunk. Lucie Ruzicka can be any of these and more, but it is not truly who she is. She is not the easiest person to get close to, preferring to keep people at a safe distance where she feels that they cannot hurt her. There’s always been the risk of quickly losing a friend or acquaintance in her life, and so growing too attached is something of a risk, given that any one of them could disappear without a trace one day, only to turn up in a ditch two weeks later, throat cut. As such she very rarely lets someone know the true her, but in the event that it happens they’ll be someone she will confide in with almost everything. To most, however, she seems self confident to the point of nearly being arrogant, acting aloof in many situations and teasing in others.

She is a rather curious individual, in the sense that her love for books is born out of a wish to see the world outside of what she has found herself confined in since her earliest years. She’s never outright malicious either, actually being a surprisingly benevolent person despite her calling; preferring a way out of confrontations that don’t end in violence, though she won’t shy away from it either, if the only way out is through force. She’s quick witted, and prone to idle banter, with retorts flying from her lips faster than she can sometimes think. She’s not apologetic in such situations, expecting remarks shot her way in return. More to the point, she’s not apologetic very often, mostly resigning to the fact that some people might not like her sharp mind and tongue.

That aside, however, Lucie will be pleasant company to those who are not too easily offended, and are intelligent. Her morals are very much in a grey area, so the ignorant people whose worlds are white and black do not appeal to her, and neither will she appeal to them.

Psychic Talent:
Psychometry is a skill that allows Lucie to learn of objects through concentrating on related objects, or by using what she calls ‘Keywords’ when concentrating on a person. If, for example, she uses the keyword ‘Invaluable’ and uses her talent on a person, she’ll receive a brief image of an item the person considers invaluable, as well as whatever room it is contained within. She can also turn this skill to use on people themselves to extract information about them, however this requires physical contact—skin on skin, or through thin pieces of clothing such as a shirt or through silk gloves. When using it on people she doesn’t require keywords unless she wants to learn more specific things, as simply directing the skill at someone will give her their name, age, and gender. Though the latter is very rarely important.

Skills:
  • Stealth:Lucie is, thanks to her background, exceptionally good at stealth. She excels at sneaking through shadows and lurking along corridors without people noticing her. She moves silently and unseen.
  • Agility: To say that Lucie is agile would be an understatement. A trained eye will not see that she moves with an ease born only out of years of intense training. She can run, jump, dash, and bend in ways that most people would balk at. Peasants and commonfolk would compare her speed and ease at which she moves to that of a cat or snake: She always lands on her feet, and strikes with deadly precision.
  • Social Adaptation: In an effort to blend in with any environment, Lucie has learned to apply make-up to look like anything from a Lady to a common street rat, or even an androgynous male. Not only that but she can mimic the dialect and behavior of both the upper and lower class to the point where neither will be able to discern her true origins.
  • Learned: As a result of her upbringing, Lucie can both read and write, and have even grown quite fond of books regardless of contents and topics. As a result she’s also rather knowledgeable in many fields, but far from an expert.
  • Memory Frames: Throughout her years, Lucie has learned that memorizing details is a vital part of her ‘job’, and as such she has taught herself to memorize certain scenes or events in near perfect condition as a ‘Picture’ in her mind. It’s not something passive, so she’ll have to consciously do it. Nevertheless, she can commit a short conversation or an event to memory, keeping it as ‘picture’ to draw upon later if need be.


Weapons/Fighting:
Being the surrogate daughter of a Crime Lord of a major city such as Prague does not come without training to hold one’s own. As such she is fully capable of defending herself with a variety of weapons, including both guns and more primitive weaponry. A list of what she can use best.
  • Daggers and Knives. Her preferred weapon, as they do not impair so much on her movement, and allows for sneaking much better than any broadsword ever would.
  • Firearms. Lucie knows well how to use, load, and clean most basic firearms. She’s no expert as she prefers a dagger in the back should it be absolutely necessary, but it is within her ability to use them.
  • Poison. A Woman’s Weapon, they say. While a rare skill she employs, she has ways to obtain poison and have used it on a few occasions in the past to take out a target.
  • Brawling. Lucie is by no means a small girl, and has enough core strength in her body to take down most unarmed opponents, if she does not wish blood on her hands.
  • Swords. Basic knowledge of sword fighting as a whole, and more skilled with the lightweight rapier.




Random:
Her alternate names—aside from the first and the latter; the name of her male alter-ego, and a pet-name only one man knows—are in order of rank and title, with Aneta being the name of a fictional baroness she once impersonated to infiltrate a dinner party, then going on to simply being names of fictional ladies from minor houses or other nobles, and finally Irena being the name she uses when being someone without a titles.

Occasionally dresses as a boy her age, using make-up, a binder, and relatively loose clothing to hide her feminine figure.
@Astarael42
I think the way my character (Lucie) uses her the talents will be quite different from the other guy ^^ But it doesn't bother me that my character isn't entirely original in that fashion. It's simply the one I've found that fits best. I've made a more detailed description in the character sheet, but it's still a WIP. Might be up later, or tomorrow.
@Astarael42
Nice ^^ That's good to hear.

I was thinking of Psychometry

But perhaps with a few changes to it. When it comes to objects, I was thinking of her gaining information about it by concentrating on a given person, and thus get information about something of theirs (using "keywords". So my character thinks about "Valuable" and she gets information about something the person in question places great value upon, or any other keyword. Essentially gaining information about items she doesn't necessarily know anything about before that moment). When it comes to getting information about people I'd still say she needs to touch the person, but to get knowledge about items of theirs she can use the "Keyword" thing.

Is that okay with you? :)
This... is an interesting one.

Is it still open? (judging by the previous post just 13 minutes ago I'd wager a guess, but I'd rather be safe than sorry^^)

I also have a few questions

1 - Is there a criminal underworld?`
2 - Exactly what is the nature of psychic abilities? I would also like a bit more clarification on what they can be, and if we are only humans (you mention Dracula/vampires and such in the beginning, which makes be a tiny bit uncertain)
3 - I understand that we are members of the Society that the head of House Ianus established?
4 - Will he accept former law-breakers (thieves, burglars, etc.) if they put their past behind them and put their skills to "good use"?
5 - (final one, I think) What exactly does a "Mystery" entail? You give us a lot of background information for the setting, but not so much about what the RP's supposed to be centered about. I'd like a bit of clarification on that one.

I'm sorry for being such a boore and asking so many questions, but I hope you'll survive :D If not, then I apologize for ruining to Rp by killing the Gm with questions <.<
Has anyone heard from Gnar lately? o_O
@Gnar The Missing Link
Yo, Gnar!

How are things on your end?
@VitaVitaAR
Sorry <.< But Chloe is a tiny bit occupied at the moment xP
@VitaVitaAR
Two percent chance of victory :D 1:50 odds! GO FOR IT!
The roaring of a motorcycle stopped a short distance from the city limits of Russelgrad, known as Russell City the last time its rider had visited. The rider shut off the engine and stepped off, eyes covered by tinted riding goggles gazing up at the tall buildings. Though nothing like the hundred metre buildings she’d read existed before The Fall, but still enough to inspire awe in the her.

The rider was a young woman, by the looks of it, wearing a set of tight jeans and t-shirts which did little to hide her envious figure. Her hair was the colour of fire and held in a high ponytail, cascading down to her waist; past her posterior if she let it simply hand.

She exhaled a sigh and readjusted the bag she carried, tightening one strap before she started pulling her vehicle into the city proper, heading for whatever place was nearest where she could let her motorcycle be. Luckily it was only a short five minutes before she found something akin to a stables. A light eyebrow as red as her hair rose behind her goggles, displaying her surprise at finding someone who profited from people letting their vehicles stay.

Guess I shouldn’t be surprised. World of travellers like me… Gotta need a place to let our stuff be. She shrugged and pulled the bike closer, catching the eye of a thickset man in flowing garments meant to keep the sun out, but keep him cool; the kind of clothes just about everyone should be wearing in the desert-like sun. That is, except for people like the Rider. Evidently the man noticed that too, as his eyebrows rose in confusion and surprise when he noticed her lack of sleeves once his initial leer had run its cause up and down her body.

“Ye’re scantily clad for this weather, aren’t ya, girl?” He asked, placing his fists on his hips, pushing his chest—and round belly—out.

She cocked her head, then glanced down at her exposed arms as if surprised. When she looked up again she bore a wry smile on her lips. “It seems like that, doesn’t it?” She shook her head, and said, “I just need to have my bike stationed here for a while. How much is it for a day?”

The stablehand shrugged at her mock-innocent answer, opting to ignore it in favour of the prospect of business. “1 coins for twenty four hours, 2 for forty eight, and 2½ for seventy two hours. How long’ll it be, miss?”

Though the way he said ‘miss’ was the kind of laid-back, respectless way of saying it, the Rider took it as a legitimate honorific regardless. “Let’s say three days for now.” She dug into her backpack, fishing out a small handful of golden coins with a well-known face on it, and handed them to the Stablehand. “This should do, and an extra one for the certainty that my equipment is well taken care of, and secured?” She flashed him a smile, letting her lips part just enough to reveal her elongated canines, betraying a small bit of her identity.

The Stablehand gaped at her teeth, pointing a finger at her as he started to stammer. She grasped her goggles, lifted them enough to reveal her otherworldly green, and slitted, eyes, all the while bringing a finger to her lips. “Sssh. It’s our little secret, right?” She slid her goggles over her eyes again, shooting him a sweet smile. “Just keep my stuff safe, alright? That’s all I ask.”

He swallowed hard and nodded, some remnants of shock and fear remaining in his eyes even as she handed over her bike to him, and walked off waving at him over her shoulder.

She stretched her arms over her head, smiling widely. It had been a year since she’d last visited this place. A year since she had been separated from one of the first friends she’d made in a very long time, and it was time she found her again.

Evelina Quinn: Immortal, Wanderer, and Healer—had returned to Russell City, now Russelgrad.
@gnar the missing link
I think it's safe to say that it'll be a while yet before Rin and Grey have time to do much of anything. I think you can just reply to me as it is :)
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