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Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

I wait for everyone to post anyway so I can try and get more to work with XD

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

Gaivred

Greymont Castle

Gaivred stood in the chamber, feet spread for balance and comfort, with gloved hands clasped in front of himself. A fairly relaxed pose but he was fully capable of lunging into a fight at a moments notice. Assuming one even broke out in the castle walls, which he really doubted it would. Even with all the odd people gathering to escort one young prince. His brown eyes watched the movements the others did from the corner he situated himself in. The youth laying on their stomach to seemingly write in a book. The dirty looks a young woman gave to what appeared to be an older and knightly woman. Where a swordsman had situated himself and remained as still as he was. A bard tuning his lute, strangely in silence. What looked to be a priestess frozen with a little bird chirping on her head that was soon fed by her. Oddball... He thought, everyone had their pets. The last person he observed was the darker skinned girl who was watching the rest.

A motley crew for an escort. Were his thoughts as the prince came sliding down the handrail. Reaching up he pulled his helm from his head out of respect for the youths station. A brief shake and his hair settled back to his head while he tucked the helm against his hip, the other hand hooking a thumb into his belt. The young mans presence seemed to kick everything up, getting the bard to talk with the young one writing in the book. The swordsman talking with the young woman giving the knightly one dirty looks. His lips twitched a bit when she tried to pronounce what her clothing was. It was a bit cute.

The prince darted off after greeting the knightly woman, Rhea was her name apparently. The princeling was full of energy this morning it seemed. On his return he gave the group a wave, which got another quirk of Gaivred's lips. It felt like the boy didn't know what the group was gathered for, instead focusing on Rhea. A roll of his shoulders made the white furred mantle flick further up into a more comfortable position and got his armor to click quietly. He was unsure whether introductions would be made by a single person or if they were supposed to introduce themselves. For now he would wait and continue to watch the group.

The Blood Compact

Name: Tristan

Age: Hasn't kept track

Height: 6'7

Weight: Roughly 300-350lbs

Race: Vampire

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Sexuality: Heterosexual

Personality:
Tristan comes from a time where might makes right, and he has a lot of might to throw around. The vampire is very set in his ways, only adapting what he felt was needed in as the ages marched on. Aside from times barely affecting those mannerisms he's a very blunt individual. Choosing the short and to the point over the long and flowery. His mind is far to brutal for honor, making others wary around him and his violent nature. All of this is hidden behind a calm facade he has constructed to help protect himself and his interests.

Biography:
Tristan chooses not to remember much of his past. Only the parts that defined who he is and how he acts. He can't quite place when he came from, just that weapons, armor, and dwellings were very crude. As time progressed things became more civilized and he barely changed along with it, staying a barbarian. Even in the current day his more primal urges lurk just beneath the surface that rarely gets indulged thanks to that damned Covenant. He hates it but he's just one of many vampires completely outnumbered by those willing to uphold it. So he bides his time, interacting with those who could possibly change things. Either strong-arming them or destroying them outright to get things to go back to when they were. When humans were free to kill and violence reigned.

Faction/Side: Sides with his own kind.

Abilities:

• Shadow Mold: Being a vampire means darkness is your ally and he uses it more effectively than most. He seemingly vanishes in a cloud of black smoke between shadows. He pretty much teleports roughly five to ten feet through shadows so long as he is touching one. It's exceptionally draining if he does this numerous times in quick succession.
• Shaded Regeneration: His healing factor is higher than most vampires. Limbs blown off seem to mold from the shadows where his limb used to be until fully healed. This takes from mere moments to half an hour depending on how severe the damage is to the stump.
• Overdrive: Assuming he's backed into a corner this kicks up. His physical capabilities double for a short while. After it's done he's left helpless, nearly drained of all energy for who knows how long.

Skills:

• Blademaster: He's been using blades of various styles for decades upon decades. They hold no more secrets from him and are his preferred weapon. From the lowly knife to the mighty zweiheinder he's used and mastered them all.
• Dead-eye: He has excellent hand-eye coordination, allowing him to throw and hit his target. Or shoot whatever it is he's aiming at. He prefers more ancient weaponry such as throwing knives/axes and bows/crossbows.
• Expert Rider: He's been riding and taming animals for a very, very, long time. If it can be saddled he can ride it without difficulties. His preferred mode of transportation honestly.

Strengths:

• Vampiric Physique: He has the typical vampire gauntlet of physical capabilities. Enhanced strength, speed, and endurance. His strength and endurance however are higher than most since he has been constantly training himself and getting wounded.
• CQC: He's an expert at CQC, preferring to stay in close and dominate his opponents with strength and skill.
• Lucky: It's less of a strength and more of sheer luck. He has stupid amounts of luck on his side. Maybe Lady Luck likes him.

Weaknesses:

• Typical Vampire: He's not a particularly large fan of the sun, it starts to burn after a little while. Holy emblems wielded by true believers give him pause, not just the christian cross. He's exceptionally combustible. Lastly is silver content causes lasting damage.
• Attractive Women: He's a sucker for a beautiful woman. He has few problems being led around by them until he gets stabbed in the back. Literally.
• Violent: He's exceptionally violent, especially towards other males. He's still stuck in the mental age where you beat the tar out of other men to take or attract a mate.

Likes:

• Weapon upkeep, it's sort of like therapy for him.
• Combat, a good romp and slaughter is always fun. Especially if the soon to be dead fight back.
• Darkness, it's his preferred element. Staying in the shadows of night where it's all calm and cool.

Dislikes:

• His clothes being ruined, it's all leather and difficult to repair.
• Tarnish or rust building up on any form of weaponry.
• Sunlight, aside from it harming vampires he hates its warmth and energetic time.

Other: He has a stable full of various breeds of horses he enjoys taking care of and riding around.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

I'll post tomorrow. I'd like more to work with o.o

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@Burning Kitty
Urban I think is the reds, blacks, and such to blend in better with brick and other stuff. White, grey, and black tended to be the winter areas since that's all the color there is lol

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Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

Gaivred

Appearance Picture

Name: Gaivred
Title(s): N/A
Age: 23
Class: Axe Knight
Race: Beorc
Birthplace: Estala
Appearance Description:
Gaivred could best be described as a bear of a man, big and fuzzy. Standing at about five foot ten inches and roughly two hundred sixty pounds. Thick muscle hidden beneath a layer of padding and very sun darkened. Hidden beneath the helm is a head of jet black hair a little on the long side and tousled more often than not. His eyes, resting under those thick black eyebrows, are sunken like caves. They brown colored with odd gold 'flakes' mixed in at the right light. His nose, which is broad, is a little crooked from repeated breakings. A strong jaw accentuates some of his masculine facial features. His mouth is a little wide and on the thinner side of average.


Personality:
Gaivred is blunt, just so incredibly blunt. Meaning he doesn't deal with flowery language or beating around the bush. There isn't a subtle bone in Gaivred's body, and sometimes that causes trouble. Then again he's completely oblivious about it which mitigates some of that trouble. Which is why he learned early on in life to just shut up. Of course that doesn't always work since he has quite the temper. Another cause for trouble in his life since it seems to be so easily triggered. Part of the reason he was nicknamed Bear honestly.

Aside from those little faults he's a nice enough guy. Tends to follow the way knights are supposed to walk. Honorable, loyal, and chivalrous. Although while he follows their way he's not unthinking, he doesn't do what he's told to if it sounds fishy. He'll act like he does until he finds out what is what and has always done so since he was a young lad. Another thing that gets him in trouble it seems. He does not having the best of luck but his capabilities tend to outweigh his troublesome nature.

Biography:
Gaivred has always had knightly qualities about him. Well the storybook ones anyway, the whole chivalry code that had been written down. Unfortunately as he got older he saw that knights didn't seem to abide by this code,. They were human after all and humans could be corrupted. It was during a small campaign that the incident happened that turned him into what he is today. A wanderer with a heavy chip on his shoulder for the nobility.

It was the night after a good battle, loses were low and the enemy sent running. The other knights and soldiers were merrymaking. But Gaivred's sober ears caught something that didn't fit the celebrations. Muffled screams coming from the floor above. So off the young knight went to investigate the sounds of distress, his heavy axe at his side. Locating the room he had heard the sounds from he quietly opened it. It was a well maintained door so there was nary a squeak, not that it'd be heard by the party going on down below.

It took his eyes a moment to register what was going on. But he flew into a rage when it finally registered. Entering the room he slammed the flat of his axe into the man performing such a vile act on an unwilling partner. The force was strong enough that the man hit the wall several feet away. Only to reveal Gaivred's superior officer, a rather high standing noble. That was the only thing that stayed his hand from sending the edge of that steel axe into his face. Turning his attention from the dazed officer he helped the poor girl.

Unfortunately the act, while good, had consequences. His superior officer was just given a warning and stern talking to. But otherwise nothing was done for the act. Gaivred however was stripped of his rank, removed from his post, and exiled to keep him quiet and out of the way. He hadn't done enough damage to warrant an execution, just wounded the mans pride. Gathering his things, he didn't have much really, he left with a more keen eye to the wrongdoing of those in power.

Gaivred started traveling the world at this point. Upholding the chivalrous order knights were supposed to be doing. Not this shadow that they tended to do, doing what they could to gain and not give.

Inventory:

• Steel axe

  
  : A rather large single sided axe with a blunt spike counterweight for balance. A simple weapon made of steel.
• Vulnerary: A medicinal solution used for healing minor wounds. (3 Uses))
• Hatchet

  
  : His back-up weapon is a simple one handed battleaxe. Typical trumpet shaped head with a hardwood handle.

Other: His mannerisms are quite odd, almost the opposite of what everyone else does. If he's looking off to the side, as if looking for something in the distance, you have his complete attention. If he looks like he's watching you with his undivided attention his brain is elsewhere thinking of 'more important' things.

His horse, since he's still classed as a knight, is a mare of the Morgan breed. A good and sturdy horse that he raised himself.

Theme

Theme:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=06H_6oI4EK4&list=PL216F3BA2E2B141C3&index=47

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

@Ambra Edited. If anything else is wrong I honestly can't find it.

Fire Emblem: Weight of the World

@Ambra Character is done I guess. Lemme know what's wrong with it if there is anything.