Kazemitsu

Avalia

Time: 10AM
Location: Jungle
Interactions: Annya @princess , Saorise @Potter Raven @Tae, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos
Equipment: Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 1330 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

The final human of their quintet finally introduced herself. Shae was her name and she kept glancing at Raven. Well the two had to know each other, they fell on top of each other coming out of their portal. But she had a smell of worry for some reason. Eh wasn't his problem to fix currently. Ismael began to ask some questions, one for Raven, the other for Annya and possibly himself. Speaking of Raven her hand went to his, and smiled, before he removed his hand from her shoulder. She'd be fine and she'd learn some interesting things when they got to their destination.

She did explain what a cosplayer was which made him think for a moment. Kind of sounds like a bard or a performer." He commented and then she explained her knowledge of carbuncles. Also that she had no combat experience, which made him think their world is a lot more managed or peaceful than their own. "That can be easily rectified, just pay attention to what Annya teaches." He rumbled out before his ears flicked towards a thudding sound. Big footsteps.

The giant sword wielding behemoth shifted to the front of the group when Annya told him where she wanted him and then told Ismael there were plenty of things that were dangerous and she'd let them know if it was a run or kill deal. As if the world were playing a trick out came a troll from the left, then the rear. Almost a pincer, but almost never counted for anything. The one from the left immediately gunned for the dragonborn and swung its club. To any other species except a dragonborn and maybe an orc, that was more along the lines of a great club.

A shift of his shoulder and the club impacted on his sword that was braced against his shoulder and even his head at an angle, skirting up the angled length of cobalt, and throwing the troll off balance. The giant reptilian took only a fraction of the force of the blow before his sword was moving again. His foot swept forward, putting him closer to the long armed troll, and his blade came down in a vertical slash. The combined force of the blades weight and his own strength cut through the trolls over extended arm and even carved a gash down its torso. It helped he kept his blade very sharp, if a human could use the damned thing they could have shaved with it.

The huge blade stopped before it embedded in the ground and was twisted around to come back up for another slash to cleave the troll from groin to face.

Avalia

Time: 10AM
Location: Jungle
Interactions: Annya @princess , Saorise @Potter Raven @Tae, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos
Equipment: Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 1330 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

Kharne just shook his head at Annya's words. "I don't believe anyone deserves respect. Common courtesy, yes. But respect has to be earned...my opinion on that subject." He rumbled out. He clearly respected the Princesses because of what they've been doing. Not because they were royalty, if he respected them for their position it would be a hollow respect. Then again this was the opinion of a brusque mercenary who probably ran on might makes right for the most part.

Raven introduced herself, she was quite young. A fraction of Annya's age, and nearly a third of his own. What was a cosplayer? Annya was curious as well, but it seemed Chicago flew over her head. The small young girl had mentioned she lived in an apartment in Chicago, so that was possibly a town in the human world? The princess was asking questions so there was no point repeating them.

Her mumbled words were caught by his ears, which were flared out and swiveled towards her. He could see hints of pain in her eyes, what a lot of people said were a window into the soul. This would be out of character for him, she wasn't his comrade yet, he didn't know her beyond her name and where she lived, but the towering reptilian man laid one of those giant hands on her shoulder and gave a slight squeeze. A comforting gesture from a long time warrior, he wasn't one for hugs.

Annya said the girl wasn't boring simply because she didn't know what it was Raven was talking about. But the pair got onto the subject of the carbuncle which got him to shift away from them a little. He wasn't here to get cozy, he was here to protect. So he reached over his shoulder and unsheathed that giant blade that was often lost between those mammoth wings that rested on his shoulders like a living cape. Their destination was said, they were going to Riverport.

"Would you like me up front or at the back, my Lady?" He questioned while his blade flicked up and rested on his shoulder. It seemed to be a relaxed stance but his footing indicated he could move in almost any direction he chose to counter a surprise attack. Given his ears were moving like small satellite dishes that seemed hard to do.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Big Red glanced back at the guild girl at her comment. "If I went mercenary you'd lose a lot of business. Then your Guild Master would care about anothers words." He replied before vanishing out of the Guild and to the latrines. If he went mercenary he'd bring more of his clansmen out of the marshes and swamps to form a large band. Still he liked his group, a couple of spunky girls who were proficient in their fields.

Although Little Puff...puffing her cheeks out made her seem just a little childish. Still he snagged a torch while putting away his weapons and shield. He wouldn't need those for big rats and bugs. A log would be useful for the bugs, just roll over them and let the weight do the actual work. The group went into the latrine and Big Red pulled the door open with a small flex of his considerable strength. "Breathe through your noses, you'll adapt quicker." He rumbled out as he inhaled. Yup, smelled like a swamp. Maybe a bit more sharp thanks to the urine.

A strike of flint on steel and his torch was lit, which was a few quiet click clacks, giving them a good bubble of visibility. While he had been doing that Druid Girl spoke of her time down here. "How long ago was that venture? They shouldn't populate that quickly." He asked as he pulled out the old map of the sewers. It'd most likely be accurate for the most part, the town wasn't that old and the only inaccuracies should be where rats and such messed things up.

The behemoth took into account what the girls said and requested. Glancing at the map he shrugged and handed it to Druid Girl. "West is fine by me. You read the map since I can hold anything in the front if you even need to put it away. Little Puff can handle the rear. He stated before starting to move. The torch in hand held high to offer more distance to their light. Although whenever they neared a corner he would scrape off the lichen and mold before using the piece of steel in his pouch to make a marker to indicate where they were coming from.

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Big Red had his arms lazily folded across his chest while he listened to the Guild Girl. "So that's why you don't typically allow double takes or more. Should I speak to your supervisors about them being on the lower end of intelligence? If I didn't think my group couldn't do it I wouldn't ask for two at the same time. He questioned then continued on before shrugging. If they had to take one at a time then they took one at a time.

Then again you had to take a trophy to prove that you did it, right? They could grab trophies from both as they went along then turn them both in once they got on the surface. For now he wrote his name on the Rat Quest with, he actually didn't know the names of his fellow party members. They'd been surviving on nicknames. So he put Little Puff and Nature's Bounty for their names. A slight smirk curled his lip at Druid Girls temporary name. If she understood the male brain she'd probably hit him.

With the job secured he left the Guild and went to the meeting point to see the two girls chatting. Little Puff's words got him to raise an eyebrow before he laid a hand atop her head lightly. "We'll be fine, just be mindful of your surroundings and don't get bit. Watch the back more than the front, Druid Girl can look between both and help where she thinks it's necessary." He rumbled

His gaze went to the both of the girls. "We got everything that we need?" He questioned before they went to move. The two would need a decent melee weapon and the group needed supplies. He still had his giant knife and copper studded cudgel but he'd more than likely use his hands again.

Avalia

Time: 10AM
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom --> Jungle
Interactions: Annya @princess , Saorise @Potter Raven @Tae, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos
Equipment: Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 1330 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

Kharne blinked once when he was suddenly semi-addressed by one of the humans, Raven was her name since she was introducing herself, and apparently she was very honored to meet one of his kind. A slight tilt of his head before he nodded once. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Raven. I am called Kharne." He rumbled to her while giving what could possibly be a smile. His face wasn't built like a humans, so teeth showing when lips were pulled up came with the territory.

The groups were split up quick enough, Raven and Red and Ismael were with Annya and himself while the other three humans went with Rosaria and her man-servant. Annya explained what his orders were to be, which got him to nod his head. He was to be the humans shield for the most part, and if there was more than the princess could handle was when he was to engage. "Understood my lady." He replied as they set out. Tromping through the extravagant halls until they reached the main doors. When they exited the humans seemed to be in awe, and Raven even said something slightly interesting. He'd talk to her once they were all settled more.

Annya piped up reintroducing herself and introducing him to the rest. She requested they not use her title, but since she was his employer he would at least give her a 'My Lady'. A blink came when she went on to say not to bad mouth him. Why was she seemingly trying to protect his feelings? " My lady they can talk how they wish about me. I'm a mercenary so trying to spare my feelings isn't necessary." He said to the fiery princess. He was supposed to protect them, not her protect him.

"As Annya said, I am Kharne. I'm sixty eight years old and a mercenary." Annya knew this information but the humans didn't. The male started introduce himself too but he stopped after saying a portion of his name. Was he trying to hide something? Kharne wasn't one for sneakiness honestly. But he asked an important question, where were they going? She had mentioned River Port, but that was across the river. Either way his hand went over his shoulder and pulled that gargantuan sword from its strange sheathe to rest on his shoulder. Better to be prepared for trouble than to be caught unawares

Avalia

Time: 9AM
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: Rosaria/Saorise @Potter, Annya/Sophie @princess , Raven @Tae, Jomari @baraquiel, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos, Nuallán @13org
Equipment: Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, 0 Amas, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

Annya returned his greeting and offered food as well, which earned the small woman a bit of a toothy grin in response. "Thank you for your, and your sisters, hospitality." He stated before shifting fluidly away from her. His movements lacked a type of grace, but his animalisticness added its own to him. He'd never win a dancing contest but movement and combat he'd probably be pretty damn good. He moved wide around the humans gathering at the food cart to give them a little space. After all they had probably never seen anything like him before.

As he shifted away the dark skinned human essentially lost any semblance of civility. More dagger waving, exclamations, words put in others mouths, insults, disrespect to the man-servant of Princess Rosaria. Basically making a right ass of himself while also assaulting food for no reason, as if stabbing a roasted chicken was threatening. If this had been his own home there would be questions for a week on what the flying object from his dwelling would have been. But this wasn't his circus, nor his monkeys.

While the dark skinned human kept talking, and was almost immediately reamed into by Annya, Kharne used a knife present and carved off a chicken breast and snagged a drumstick. Food and a show! His teeth made short work of the drumstick, bone and, while Princess Rosaria started speaking. He tried chewing quietly, but bones snapping and crunching up was a little hard to muffle with lips. Annya was fire, Rosaria was ice in this situation it felt like. Annya told it how it was and didn't seem to care if her words upset, while Rosaria tried to cool and calm the situation down.

Either way this chicken was good and it was time to move out judging by both Princess' saying so after all the girls got changed. Why did women take so long to get changed? His armor was on in five minutes! Still he popped the chicken breast into his maw while he waited and made sure his hands were clean of any chicken grease. He did take note of...Nuallán? hovering around the dark skinned human. He could just get slight whispers but from how the man moved it was a clear display of 'I could kill you and there's nothing you can do about it'. That got a tiny smirk from the giant.

Still he shifted back over to Princess Annya. "Once we're in less of a rush and more settled I would like to discuss what my duties are going to be, Princess." He rumbled respectfully.

Avalia

Time: 9AM
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: Rosaria/Saorise @Potter, Annya/Sophie @princess , Raven @Tae, Jomari @baraquiel, Caelan @Alivefalling, Ismael @Th3King0fChaos, Nuallán @13org
Equipment: Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

Kharne watched both princesses for a moment, each one taking a different approach to the humans. Roasaria seemingly trying to act...motherly or sisterly to the humans? Annya was more blunt and acted a bit more liker royalty, which meant doing what she wanted within reason within the castle. But Rosaria had her manservant provide clothing and refreshments to the humans, which got the nearly nude males attention and the red haired girls after her bout of laughter. Red head went to food, nudist, his name was Ismael?, went for clothes. The other male was reacting very poorly and didn't seem very observant. What was spanish? Also who flailed a dagger all around, it was the lowest of low weapons, a literal last resort.

Shortly after it was dictated who was going where on the kingdoms side, he was going with Annya while Rosaria's butler would be going with the other princess, and the humans would be split evenly three per princess. That was okay, each princess had a wealth of experience thanks to their ages. He didn't get hired out by randoms anymore and he did gather information of the various higher end clients he went with. Annya spoke to him which got a nod from him. "Greetings, Princess Annya. It's a pleasure to work with you." He rumbled, his voice almost painful to listen to with how deep it was. Like a rumbling thunder overhead.

Some props were given out, different styled ears for different humans to disguise that they were actually human. He felt that it was too simple, but if you were just doing a quick look the ones with elvish ears would be passed by. A more thorough look might spy what the humans actually were. The demi-human ears were easier hiders since the fluff would hide the entirety of their ears and not just cover the top. Then again three random elves and demi-humans traveling with this nations princesses is rather conspicuous... He mused to himself.

Annya took offense to what the strange hat wearing human, Caelan, was smoking and promptly extinguished the thing with a pinch of her fingers. The boy promptly stomped his foot like a child while complaining about it. That got an eye-ridge to quirk upwards, just how old was this punk? Unfortunately it wasn't his place to discipline the boy. He was only tasked with protection...did that task include protecting them from themselves and stupid decisions and actions? He'd clarify things with Annya when they got moving.

Kharne really wasn't one for meet and greets, he didn't really want to be here but he was contractually obligated. He'd rather be outside working on his weapon usage or bettering his body. But he should learn how to be more social...but this situation wasn't really the time for that. So many things to think about in this moment...

Goblin Slayer: Newblood (CANCELLED)

Big Red took Druid Girls words mentally but just shrugged outwardly. He could have gone either way, it felt like he'd be able to grab two quests for each direction anyway. He gave the smaller girl his own raised eyebrow. "What? If they have an inaccurate map it's better than no map at all." He rumbled before stroking his chin slightly. Druid Girl offered to go and get the rest of what they would potentially need for their sewer outing.

"Sure, I'll deal with the guild girl to see if we can get both at the same time." He replied before the girls went off to go get the gear. His task felt like it was going to be a little harder. It went smoothly last time because of the distance, maybe the danger involved would net him these two? Either way he approached the counter with the two sheets in hand.

"I still remember the rules of not taking two under normal circumstances. But can my party take these two? No one seems to want to do them despite their proximity and we're already going to be down there." He stated to the guild girl. Not to mention it was doubtful that the sewer creatures would be kind and stay separated for both jobs.

Avalia

Time: 9AM
Location: Castle Hall of Sun Elf Kingdom
Interactions: None, Currently observing.
Equipment: Cobalt Saber, Cobalt Half Plate, Map of Avalia, Lantern, Water Flask, 3x Torch, x10 Travel Rations, Washing Brush.

Kharne's eyes were closed while he stood way off to the side in the Castle Hall. His thoughts were to the previous night, the declaration of war from the Dark Elves. Which weren't surprising really, if you were condemned to a small location you'd get pissed off too. But instead of the diplomatic approach the arrogant ones decided to take on the rest of the world. Granted their dark sorcery was powerful judging by what the history books said. But it had been shown in many a skirmish that Kharne had been in, you could be insanely powerful and skilled but numbers would destroy you eventually. Or you could be outsmarted. Either way the message was sent and diplomacy probably wasn't on the table anymore.

At the sound of magical vortexes one of his eyes snapped open. The two princesses and some other high end mages were finally performing the summoning. Several of these portals were opened and out popped, tumbled, and flopped some humanoid beings. Once they were out the vortexes closed and the princesses approached the little cluster of humans. It didn't seem there was a rhyme or reason to who was called. Each person, except the two flopping women, were very different from each other. Still that steel colored eye ran over each of the magically brought over humans. Only the mostly nude male was seemingly built for combat. The rest were slight females or a strangely slight male.

Granted a lithe build didn't mean useless, but in his mind that would mean they would be geared towards magic or light arms. Things he couldn't really help with except potentially teach how to fight against a huge and powerful opponent. Granted he had only been hired to protect, not to teach. Although judging by the younger princesses statement she'd be taking care of and training some of the humans elsewhere? It was smart to take different groups of humans and separate them, but there was also strength in numbers and combining resources like trainers. It was a gamble of safety and success either way you looked at it.

But there was another issue. He couldn't split in two, there was only one of him. Where would he be going? A question for the two princesses for later after everything was more settled. Still he stepped forward a more, getting closer to the group. Not that it was hard to miss him, what with him being well over the heads of the eves and built like a damned house. Maybe his presence would have the princesses tell him where he was going without him having to ask? He really wasn't the most vocal of beings unless he was comfortable.

Avalia

The Behemoth

Kharne ⋆ 68 ⋆ Male ⋆ Dragonborn

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Appearance

Height:

7'4

Weight:

735lbs

Hair Color:

None

Eye Color:

Steel Gray

Skin Tone:

Whites and Grays

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Psychology

Likes

⋆ The Cold
⋆ Meat
⋆ Fighting

Dislikes

⋆ Extreme Heats
⋆ Pure Veggies
⋆ Alcohol

Fears

⋆ Burning Alive
⋆ Deep Water (like looking down and it's just BLACK)
⋆ A weak death (sickness/accidents/poisons/etc)

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Personality:

Kharne is the atypical mercenary and dragonborn often described. He's not much of a people person, he leaves the people talking to whoever is running things, and tends to keep to himself. He takes after his mother a good bit, he's fairly selfish and is miserly. His main social activity is haggling to keep as much of his money as he possibly can. People would call him mean, but in reality he's just blunt and spares no ones feelings. He feels like it's his way of being kind! He will protect others if a reward is involved, but if he has grown close to people he will go berserk to keep them alive. It hasn't happened in a long while.

It's hard to get a bead on his temperament, but he'd probably be the middle ground. Calm at times, irate at others depending on the situation at hand. He does lack patience, stuttering and cowering riles him up. He wants to know things or do things now. His impatience is often mistaken for bravery, which he is. He has few fears and believes in his skills and body so he pushes forward without hesitation. During his travels he has been nervous a handful of times, but only with really bad odds. But naturally no he is not a nervous being. Thanks to his animalistic nature he can react remarkably fast to situations, it's actually very hard to ambush him.

Kharne is above average when it comes to cunning. Tactics he's grand, but general levels of cunning and manipulation he's not that great. Granted his way of manipulation is intimidation, being big and brawny can be quite frightening to those smaller than him. His sense of humor...is fairly dry and dark. Leaning more towards morbid instead of the jovial stuff people are more used to. This doesn't help what people perceive him to be. A psychotic, murderous bastard with gallows humor. He's only a little psychotic, thank you, no sane person goes into mercenary work! Thankfully he has vaults of energy to keep him going, he doesn't get tired in a normal sense of the word. Physically he has found he can keep going for long periods of time, mental fatigue sets in long before actual tiredness. Sleepiness doesn't count since it's a basic need of all things alive.

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Background

Occupation

Mercenary

Living Immediate Family Members:

• Mother: Azura: A white frost dragonborn matriarch.
• Father: Kaze: A black dragonborn patriarch.
• Siblings: Too many siblings!

Dead Immediate Family Members:

Untrackable

Current Companions:

None

Current and Past Lover(s):

None

History

Kharne is one of many children from Azura, the white dragonborn matriarch in the frozen mountains far to the north. His father was an incredibly lucky black dragonborn patriarch with a strange resistance to the cold. Kharne was very much an observer in his early life, watching his older and younger siblings do stupid things and perish in the process. His parents were quite...rabbit-like in the aspect of many kids. This observational habit had actually persisted into his later life really.

Once he was able to really fend for himself is when he left the frozen mountains, already quite large in size, he traveled. Why did he travel? To learn more, because he had found out early on that knowledge was a form of power. You could do a lot with brawn, you could do more with brains, with both you could potentially be unstoppable. It was why the elves were so powerful and the elder dragons of legend. Knowledge from ages of experience combined with might and magic. Granted Kharne's magical capabilities were rather limited to his misfortune.

During his traveling period he learned how the societies worked and that they ran of money and not fighting. Well not entirely, there was plenty of fighting but you didn't deck your neighbor for a loaf of bread. At this point he was a truly huge sight to behold for pretty much all the other races that he came across, which got him easy work in his opinion. A mercenary, fighting for money to pay for the various services of the land. Not a bad gig really, and since he was always wanting to learn he figured out the various weapons beyond his claws. So far the stuff he ignored most was long ranged weapons, they weren't built for his size nor his strength.

He's still a mercenary and has been at it for a good forty years. He has outlived many an ally, and many a friend. Through skill, will, and perseverance he has kept himself and those he felt close to alive. He's still doing the merc work, but it's not high on his priority list anymore. That was mostly to survive and gear up, now it's to pass the time between his new learning experiences.

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Combat and Magic:

Strength: 10
Speed on Land: 4
Speed in Air: 3
Magical Ability: 2
Dexterity: 6
Weapon Proficiency: 9
Stealth: 0

Species of Demi-Human

Dragonborn

Abilities from Beast Side:

• Freezing Breath: He can eject a vapor, fluid, or glob, of substance that has such a low temperate it can freeze targets temporarily, make pain more excruciating, or just knock them away with the force.
• Freezing Resistance: Due to his heritage he is highly resistant to the cold and being frozen
• Animal Senses: His sense are far greater than a humans or elves, but still lesser than a full blooded animal.
• Dragon Scale: His scales boast a toughness on par with lesser metals like bronze and copper. He's harder to hurt but it's not impossible.