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Name: Tabetha Lockwell [human], Sindri Thalawen [Elven]
Appearance:
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Half-elf (human father)
Rank: Knight-Corporal
Personality: A gregarious and chatty lady, she enjoys exploring what lies beyond the horizon. Though she knows that as a Templar she must conduct herself accordingly least the Templar's name be sullied, she is more than willing to dirty her hands to get things done. Her experiences in Talmir taught her that sometimes it is a necessary evil to break the rules even if the act itself is just.
Bio: Tabetha was born to an elven mother and a human father. According to her mother, a geomancer of some reknown, her father died soon after the day of her birth. She grew up in Kal'ras, a city-state of Talmer. It had no laws forbidden inter-marriages but such an act was looked down upon by the community at large. As a child born from this marriage, Tabetha grew up ostracized from her fellow peers. To remove herself from this pain, she immersed herself in books, a number of them dealing with the world outside.
At the age of 10 she, like all other children in Kal'ras had to learn basic self-defense courses as well as navigation skills needed to move around the densely forested areas of Talmer. To the surprise of herself and those of her peers, she was exceptionally competent at this endeavor. When it came time to learn magic, she demonstrated an affinty with geomancy. It was decided then that her mother would teach her geomancy as she was the best in the city.
Tabetha made her first friend who was impressed by her abilities. The elf girl was named Leande, the daughter of a statesman. As part of the elite, Leande was top of her class and she found it amusing that Tabetha was able to best much of the class despite being a half-elf. Her curiosity stroken, she decided to stick around her to observe her. However, Tabetha was none the wiser and was simply glad to have someone her age to talk to.
This unlikely friendship grew and Leande came to admire Tabetha's resiliency and strength; that despite all the harassment Tabetha received, she always managed to crack a smile and move foward. Likewise, Tabetha came to admire Leande's confidence and was striven to be more confident and assertive in herself.
The next 10 years were the better part of Tabetha's life. She wasn't looked down by others anymore (for the most part) and she had people that she could call dear friends. Graduating from her studies of self-defense, she continued her training into the arts of war, hoping to be one of the Wrenvelin. However, on the eve of her 21st birthday there was a major incident with regards to Leande. To save her dearest friend's honor she became the willing scapegoat. This caused her exile from Kal'ras.
Though she was still free to go to other city states in Telmer, painful memories lingered within these borders. As such, she left the forest and went to the lands her father once hailed from; the Kingdom of Farendar. It was here as a starving vagabound that she was picked up by the Order. Given a choice to stay or continue on her way, Tabetha chose to stay for where else can she call a place home?
Weapons(Primary, Secondary, Tertiary): Spear, Short-sword, Bow
Magic: Geomancy - To call upon the power of the Earth requires one to attune oneself to their surrounding and draw upon the power of the land. With elvish blood on her mother's side who herself was a geomancer, Tabetha Lockwell has an affinity with the Earth. She has acquired the ability to "hear" the voice of the earth and to call on it to aid her in times of need. Currently, her magic allows her to call forth an earthern barrier to shield herself or to use it to impede or even hurt her adversary. She has imbued her spear so that it can never break nor dull (or so she hopes). A particularly high skilled magic she hopes to master and is currently learning is to create earthen copies of any persons.
Other: She does not subscribe to the Order's belief, rather she chooses to stay as it is currently the only home she knows and it is a sort of replayment for taking her in. Though she has learned some things about the outside world with the help of the Order, she is not as well versed in social ettiquetes of humans as she'd like. She can play the flute.
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Name: Tabetha Lockwell [human], Sindri Thalawen [Elven]
Appearance:
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Race: Half-elf (human father)
Rank: Knight-Corporal
Personality: A gregarious and chatty lady, she enjoys exploring what lies beyond the horizon. Though she knows that as a Templar she must conduct herself accordingly least the Templar's name be sullied, she is more than willing to dirty her hands to get things done. Her experiences in Talmir taught her that sometimes it is a necessary evil to break the rules even if the act itself is just.
Bio: Tabetha was born to an elven mother and a human father. According to her mother, a geomancer of some reknown, her father died soon after the day of her birth. She grew up in Kal'ras, a city-state of Talmer. It had no laws forbidden inter-marriages but such an act was looked down upon by the community at large. As a child born from this marriage, Tabetha grew up ostracized from her fellow peers. To remove herself from this pain, she immersed herself in books, a number of them dealing with the world outside.
At the age of 10 she, like all other children in Kal'ras had to learn basic self-defense courses as well as navigation skills needed to move around the densely forested areas of Talmer. To the surprise of herself and those of her peers, she was exceptionally competent at this endeavor. When it came time to learn magic, she demonstrated an affinty with geomancy. It was decided then that her mother would teach her geomancy as she was the best in the city.
Tabetha made her first friend who was impressed by her abilities. The elf girl was named Leande, the daughter of a statesman. As part of the elite, Leande was top of her class and she found it amusing that Tabetha was able to best much of the class despite being a half-elf. Her curiosity stroken, she decided to stick around her to observe her. However, Tabetha was none the wiser and was simply glad to have someone her age to talk to.
This unlikely friendship grew and Leande came to admire Tabetha's resiliency and strength; that despite all the harassment Tabetha received, she always managed to crack a smile and move foward. Likewise, Tabetha came to admire Leande's confidence and was striven to be more confident and assertive in herself.
The next 10 years were the better part of Tabetha's life. She wasn't looked down by others anymore (for the most part) and she had people that she could call dear friends. Graduating from her studies of self-defense, she continued her training into the arts of war, hoping to be one of the Wrenvelin. However, on the eve of her 21st birthday there was a major incident with regards to Leande. To save her dearest friend's honor she became the willing scapegoat. This caused her exile from Kal'ras.
Though she was still free to go to other city states in Telmer, painful memories lingered within these borders. As such, she left the forest and went to the lands her father once hailed from; the Kingdom of Farendar. It was here as a starving vagabound that she was picked up by the Order. Given a choice to stay or continue on her way, Tabetha chose to stay for where else can she call a place home?
Weapons(Primary, Secondary, Tertiary): Spear, Short-sword, Bow
Magic: Geomancy - To call upon the power of the Earth requires one to attune oneself to their surrounding and draw upon the power of the land. With elvish blood on her mother's side who herself was a geomancer, Tabetha Lockwell has an affinity with the Earth. She has acquired the ability to "hear" the voice of the earth and to call on it to aid her in times of need. Currently, her magic allows her to call forth an earthern barrier to shield herself or to use it to impede or even hurt her adversary. She has imbued her spear so that it can never break nor dull (or so she hopes). A particularly high skilled magic she hopes to master and is currently learning is to create earthen copies of any persons.
Other: She does not subscribe to the Order's belief, rather she chooses to stay as it is currently the only home she knows and it is a sort of replayment for taking her in. Though she has learned some things about the outside world with the help of the Order, she is not as well versed in social ettiquetes of humans as she'd like. She can play the flute.
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[hider=Amy Lockwood]
Name: Amy Lockwood formerly Amelia Beauchene
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Faction/Allegiance: Othean military
Relic Description:
A ring where the band is inscribed in an language long forgotten. It cannot be taken off. The bridge of the ring appears to be able to fit a gem. This ring allows Amelia to evoke the elemental powers of fire. To do this, the ring convokes the powers of the spirits nearby. For fire to grow, it must consume. In a place such as a tundra, the ring will likely fizzle out smoke at best. So long as she can see the object, the flames can appear at any distance. However, the further away her target the weaker the flames will be. Amelia believes that the missing gem may increase the power of the ring and she has her suspicions that the better her mentality the stronger the flames. Without the elements associated with fire, Amelia is fairly certain the ring is mostly powerless. Mostly.
She found her ring when she cut opened the stomach of a large sea bass.
Appearance:
[img=http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/17f711ee8c915e010445d704a7aa3f88/http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y209/mistressfreeze/rp%20characters/rp3/modern%20knights/warrior_female-1.jpg]
Flaws:
1. Raised from nobility, Amelia can be stubborn to an unreasonable degree, especially if things do not go her away.
2. She is eager to prove her worth which can be taken advantage of. She can be overambitious.
3. She has a phobia of cats.
4. Hotheaded at times
Skills:
Horsemanship- She was trained until she could handle a horse on her own. Affectionately calls her mount "White Hare".
Swordsmanship- Trained with the longsword
Cooking- Making new recipes is always fun to do! That and it is important to learn how to cook when you no longer rely on servants to do that job. The joys of independence.
Nobility's Education- Growing up in a noble's household, she was taught to read as having an illiterate daughter would bring shame to the family. She hasn't paid too much attention during music and dance classes though.
Leadership: Despite the sexism in the military, she has become a capable leader to the grumble of naysayers.
Biography: Amelia Beauchene was born as the third child of four and the only daughter of Markus Beauchene, a nobleman of Amaryth and politician. Growing up like many noblewoman at her age, she had certain expectations to fulfill. She was taught what proper manner and etiquette she should have. She was taught how to dance and entertain at social settings and to be meek and submissive to her future husband. At the age of seven, she was betrothed to another boy that she never met.
Amelia yearned for something more. Much of the lessons pertaining to how to become a proper lady bored her mind. Like all noble children, she was taught to read and write and she find herself immersing in fables to pass time. She eagerly listened to her eldest brother’s war stories much to the surprise of her father. She took archery lessons to heart and she enjoyed equestrian lessons. At the age of twelve, she got her father to consent to get her a tutor on swordsmanship in exchange for taking her other lessons more seriously (she tried to do the bare minimum).
Tragedy struck when she was 14. Her mother, compassionate and ever encouraging of “Our little Dame” passed away from a terminal illness. Within a few months she finally met her betrothed, Joseph Cormac. He was three years older than her and fair but his disposition struck her as vain and impulsive. Their first encounter ended badly when she slapped her future husband in the face after he gave humiliating and hurtful commands to one of Amelia’s playmates and closest friend.
The blowout that followed sullied their family name creating a rift between her and her father though she was to still wed to Joseph. For the next two years, she was isolated within the manor by her father’s orders though her lessons continued. Two years later, her father remarried to Eliza Halfor who had three children of her own, all of them younger than her.
She did not get along with her stepmother who always seemed to antagonize her at every chance. To avoid embarrassing her father more, she would keep a tight lip and put up a polite façade. Her stepsiblings rarely talked to her either and avoided her as if they were told to do so.
When she was seventeen, a family incident occurred at a dinner party. This resulting fallout ended in the disownment of Amelia Beauchene and her expulsion from the place she called home. Her arranged marriage was annulled and given to one of her two stepsisters.
Suddenly thrust into a society foreign from her own, she had to adjust quickly. The question was how? Wandering the streets penniless, the second brother approached her. He did not lent her money, telling her that she must earn it but he would provide shelter at a shack near his home. The second brother put her to work at an inn disguised as a peasant where she was known as Amy Lockwood and became an apprentice cook, interacting with the commoners as a waitress. Sometimes, the favorite eldest brother came to check up on her but could do little else because of his military obligations.
The inn proved to be a great experience for she met all manner of people there and eagerly listened to traveler's tales. For nearly a year, she worked at the inn doing the very chores her maids would once do. One day while she was gutting a king sea bass, she found a strange ring inside its gut. Without hesitation, she put on the ring, guts and all before she realized what she done. That was how she found her relic and set the kitchen on fire.
For the unexplained and mysterious fire, the inn was shut down for repairs. She used this time to test out her relic in the woods, discovering that she could shape fire as she willed. However, the further she attempted to ignite an area, the weaker and harder it was for her to call the fires out and it was near impossible to call out fire in the rain. As the final repairs were going on, the oldest brother told her to consider a military career as she was already trained in the basics of fighting and her adventurous spirit would make it a good fit for her.
After some deliberations, she went to the nearest recruitment office and applied to become an officer much to the disbelief of the recruiter as women in the army, much less one applying to train to become an officer, was quite a rare sight. The eldest brother promised to pay for the tuition anonymously and in secret if she someone did make the academy.
She passed the written preliminary exam to get into the Officer’s Academy but just got passing marks for her physicality (she never felt more thankful for the year and a half doing physical labor at the inn). She knew that the men there would be larger and stronger than her and to compensate for that, she’d need to both strengthen her body and use her lighter frame to her advantage during spars. The Academy was full of naysayers that only spurred her on to push her body to her limits and become the top of her class.
The Royal Relic Constabulary informed the school that they were looking for relic holders. Inquiring on what they do, she was shocked to learn that they were hunting down evokers and handing over to the Dominion of Idris. With this knowledge, she made no attempt to call forth her relic power.
She met another female officer in training to her surprise and joy, a year older than her. Before their relationship could amount to anything more, she suddenly left the academy under the pretense of family problems. She learned that night that she was hazed badly by the other men. This callous and sexist attitude infuriated Amelia and she vowed that she would not quit no matter what happens.
She surprised many of her detractors, especially her mentors. This was partly thanks to her earlier education and also her determination to make something worthwhile for herself. Though she wasn’t the top of the class, being a woman and doing above average, especially during spars, singled her out. It wasn’t long before she became isolated once more and had to deal with unwanted advances. She also did not write to her brothers, out of fear that her identity would be discovered and that her brothers would in trouble for communicating with her.
When she was 23, she graduated with the lowest commissioned rank of Lieutenant and given command of the Red Lion Battalion, Third Platoon. The men under her command have expressed a mixture of emotions at their young and fair officer: anger that a woman was higher ranked than them, respect it was the first time they’ve seen or heard a woman become an officer, and confusion.
Lt. Amy Lockwood’s first task was to reinforce the southern borders. The guard outposts there were understaffed and they could not afford to defend both the roads for safe passage and town from marauding gangs of thieves. She did so successfully albeit with the deaths of 6 of her men and several casualties. Given the honor of executing the remaining thieves or throwing them to jail, she opted to leave the choice to the local constable instead feeling that the weight of their lives would be too much blood on her hands. He chose to execute them the day after and Amy learned a valuable lesson. No amount of washing would remove the blood on her hands. Such was the cruel nature of her job.
The next two years, she spent her time on the southern borders keeping the peace. In several instances she saw agents of Idris transport so called evokers over the borders. Two months prior to the King’s festival, she had received orders to return back to the capital to meet up with her battalion and provide extra security around the capital.
Personality/motivation: Amelia has always had a flair for adventure and she was fiercely independent even as a child. Growing up, she would always wanted to join her brothers on an adventure (mostly running around the estate with their imagination running wild). Feeling confined and bored of the "noblewoman customs", she often rebelled against her father's wishes to become a proper lady. Leaving her identity as Amelia Beauchene, she became Amy Lockwood, an up and coming officer of the army with no connections to her former life in the hopes of finding her true calling.
She isn't one to immediately distrust people. All people, even the bad ones can do some good in their life.
Relations:
Amelia has conflicting feelings with her family. Her father had other plans for her that she did not wanted, namely marrying her first cousin. Amelia had other plans and after much begging, she had her first taste of swordsmanship at the age of twelve. Her mother died of natural causes when she was 14 much to her grief. Two years later her father married another noblewoman. She has a sour relationship with her new stepmom as she believes she is the reason for her being disowned and she finds her unbearably snobbish. For the reasons above, Amelia has grown distant with her father though she does not mind her newfound freedom.
She has no problems with her two older brothers. One is an banker and the other is a civil servant former military man. She has one younger brother who has pursued a rather hedonistic lifestyle to her chagrin. She's made little contact with her step siblings. No one else knows about her relic except for herself.
Final Point - Spat at her step mother's face after she made incendiary remarks about her mom and her in a private conversation. Promptly left the room afterward.
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Name: Amy Lockwood formerly Amelia Beauchene
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Faction/Allegiance: Othean military
Relic Description:
A ring where the band is inscribed in an language long forgotten. It cannot be taken off. The bridge of the ring appears to be able to fit a gem. This ring allows Amelia to evoke the elemental powers of fire. To do this, the ring convokes the powers of the spirits nearby. For fire to grow, it must consume. In a place such as a tundra, the ring will likely fizzle out smoke at best. So long as she can see the object, the flames can appear at any distance. However, the further away her target the weaker the flames will be. Amelia believes that the missing gem may increase the power of the ring and she has her suspicions that the better her mentality the stronger the flames. Without the elements associated with fire, Amelia is fairly certain the ring is mostly powerless. Mostly.
She found her ring when she cut opened the stomach of a large sea bass.
Appearance:
[img=http://img-cache.cdn.gaiaonline.com/17f711ee8c915e010445d704a7aa3f88/http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y209/mistressfreeze/rp%20characters/rp3/modern%20knights/warrior_female-1.jpg]
Flaws:
1. Raised from nobility, Amelia can be stubborn to an unreasonable degree, especially if things do not go her away.
2. She is eager to prove her worth which can be taken advantage of. She can be overambitious.
3. She has a phobia of cats.
4. Hotheaded at times
Skills:
Horsemanship- She was trained until she could handle a horse on her own. Affectionately calls her mount "White Hare".
Swordsmanship- Trained with the longsword
Cooking- Making new recipes is always fun to do! That and it is important to learn how to cook when you no longer rely on servants to do that job. The joys of independence.
Nobility's Education- Growing up in a noble's household, she was taught to read as having an illiterate daughter would bring shame to the family. She hasn't paid too much attention during music and dance classes though.
Leadership: Despite the sexism in the military, she has become a capable leader to the grumble of naysayers.
Biography: Amelia Beauchene was born as the third child of four and the only daughter of Markus Beauchene, a nobleman of Amaryth and politician. Growing up like many noblewoman at her age, she had certain expectations to fulfill. She was taught what proper manner and etiquette she should have. She was taught how to dance and entertain at social settings and to be meek and submissive to her future husband. At the age of seven, she was betrothed to another boy that she never met.
Amelia yearned for something more. Much of the lessons pertaining to how to become a proper lady bored her mind. Like all noble children, she was taught to read and write and she find herself immersing in fables to pass time. She eagerly listened to her eldest brother’s war stories much to the surprise of her father. She took archery lessons to heart and she enjoyed equestrian lessons. At the age of twelve, she got her father to consent to get her a tutor on swordsmanship in exchange for taking her other lessons more seriously (she tried to do the bare minimum).
Tragedy struck when she was 14. Her mother, compassionate and ever encouraging of “Our little Dame” passed away from a terminal illness. Within a few months she finally met her betrothed, Joseph Cormac. He was three years older than her and fair but his disposition struck her as vain and impulsive. Their first encounter ended badly when she slapped her future husband in the face after he gave humiliating and hurtful commands to one of Amelia’s playmates and closest friend.
The blowout that followed sullied their family name creating a rift between her and her father though she was to still wed to Joseph. For the next two years, she was isolated within the manor by her father’s orders though her lessons continued. Two years later, her father remarried to Eliza Halfor who had three children of her own, all of them younger than her.
She did not get along with her stepmother who always seemed to antagonize her at every chance. To avoid embarrassing her father more, she would keep a tight lip and put up a polite façade. Her stepsiblings rarely talked to her either and avoided her as if they were told to do so.
When she was seventeen, a family incident occurred at a dinner party. This resulting fallout ended in the disownment of Amelia Beauchene and her expulsion from the place she called home. Her arranged marriage was annulled and given to one of her two stepsisters.
Suddenly thrust into a society foreign from her own, she had to adjust quickly. The question was how? Wandering the streets penniless, the second brother approached her. He did not lent her money, telling her that she must earn it but he would provide shelter at a shack near his home. The second brother put her to work at an inn disguised as a peasant where she was known as Amy Lockwood and became an apprentice cook, interacting with the commoners as a waitress. Sometimes, the favorite eldest brother came to check up on her but could do little else because of his military obligations.
The inn proved to be a great experience for she met all manner of people there and eagerly listened to traveler's tales. For nearly a year, she worked at the inn doing the very chores her maids would once do. One day while she was gutting a king sea bass, she found a strange ring inside its gut. Without hesitation, she put on the ring, guts and all before she realized what she done. That was how she found her relic and set the kitchen on fire.
For the unexplained and mysterious fire, the inn was shut down for repairs. She used this time to test out her relic in the woods, discovering that she could shape fire as she willed. However, the further she attempted to ignite an area, the weaker and harder it was for her to call the fires out and it was near impossible to call out fire in the rain. As the final repairs were going on, the oldest brother told her to consider a military career as she was already trained in the basics of fighting and her adventurous spirit would make it a good fit for her.
After some deliberations, she went to the nearest recruitment office and applied to become an officer much to the disbelief of the recruiter as women in the army, much less one applying to train to become an officer, was quite a rare sight. The eldest brother promised to pay for the tuition anonymously and in secret if she someone did make the academy.
She passed the written preliminary exam to get into the Officer’s Academy but just got passing marks for her physicality (she never felt more thankful for the year and a half doing physical labor at the inn). She knew that the men there would be larger and stronger than her and to compensate for that, she’d need to both strengthen her body and use her lighter frame to her advantage during spars. The Academy was full of naysayers that only spurred her on to push her body to her limits and become the top of her class.
The Royal Relic Constabulary informed the school that they were looking for relic holders. Inquiring on what they do, she was shocked to learn that they were hunting down evokers and handing over to the Dominion of Idris. With this knowledge, she made no attempt to call forth her relic power.
She met another female officer in training to her surprise and joy, a year older than her. Before their relationship could amount to anything more, she suddenly left the academy under the pretense of family problems. She learned that night that she was hazed badly by the other men. This callous and sexist attitude infuriated Amelia and she vowed that she would not quit no matter what happens.
She surprised many of her detractors, especially her mentors. This was partly thanks to her earlier education and also her determination to make something worthwhile for herself. Though she wasn’t the top of the class, being a woman and doing above average, especially during spars, singled her out. It wasn’t long before she became isolated once more and had to deal with unwanted advances. She also did not write to her brothers, out of fear that her identity would be discovered and that her brothers would in trouble for communicating with her.
When she was 23, she graduated with the lowest commissioned rank of Lieutenant and given command of the Red Lion Battalion, Third Platoon. The men under her command have expressed a mixture of emotions at their young and fair officer: anger that a woman was higher ranked than them, respect it was the first time they’ve seen or heard a woman become an officer, and confusion.
Lt. Amy Lockwood’s first task was to reinforce the southern borders. The guard outposts there were understaffed and they could not afford to defend both the roads for safe passage and town from marauding gangs of thieves. She did so successfully albeit with the deaths of 6 of her men and several casualties. Given the honor of executing the remaining thieves or throwing them to jail, she opted to leave the choice to the local constable instead feeling that the weight of their lives would be too much blood on her hands. He chose to execute them the day after and Amy learned a valuable lesson. No amount of washing would remove the blood on her hands. Such was the cruel nature of her job.
The next two years, she spent her time on the southern borders keeping the peace. In several instances she saw agents of Idris transport so called evokers over the borders. Two months prior to the King’s festival, she had received orders to return back to the capital to meet up with her battalion and provide extra security around the capital.
Personality/motivation: Amelia has always had a flair for adventure and she was fiercely independent even as a child. Growing up, she would always wanted to join her brothers on an adventure (mostly running around the estate with their imagination running wild). Feeling confined and bored of the "noblewoman customs", she often rebelled against her father's wishes to become a proper lady. Leaving her identity as Amelia Beauchene, she became Amy Lockwood, an up and coming officer of the army with no connections to her former life in the hopes of finding her true calling.
She isn't one to immediately distrust people. All people, even the bad ones can do some good in their life.
Relations:
Amelia has conflicting feelings with her family. Her father had other plans for her that she did not wanted, namely marrying her first cousin. Amelia had other plans and after much begging, she had her first taste of swordsmanship at the age of twelve. Her mother died of natural causes when she was 14 much to her grief. Two years later her father married another noblewoman. She has a sour relationship with her new stepmom as she believes she is the reason for her being disowned and she finds her unbearably snobbish. For the reasons above, Amelia has grown distant with her father though she does not mind her newfound freedom.
She has no problems with her two older brothers. One is an banker and the other is a civil servant former military man. She has one younger brother who has pursued a rather hedonistic lifestyle to her chagrin. She's made little contact with her step siblings. No one else knows about her relic except for herself.
Final Point - Spat at her step mother's face after she made incendiary remarks about her mom and her in a private conversation. Promptly left the room afterward.
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I'll make the appropriate edits sometime tomorrow. I will also resubmit an updated character sheet to accommodate the new lore changes.
I'll make the appropriate edits sometime tomorrow. I will also resubmit an updated character sheet to accommodate the new lore changes.
Some three hours passed uneventfully when she heard the alarm sound off in the distance, coming from where the games were to take place. Something terrible must have happened. Not too soon after, there was a small crowd of people quickly running away from the direction of the arena. Amy grabbed one by the shoulder.
"What's going? Why's the alarm sounding?"
"They lost control of one the animals and it's loose! A bloody mess it is! The stadium is in shambles and an evoker was taken into custody!"
"A wild animal got loose and an evoker was taken into custody you say?"
"Yes, that's what I said! I am sorry but I must go! I don't want to be out here when that creature decides to poke its head in the open!"
She watched them run away and she felt an unnatural chill running through her body. The sensation reminded her of a time at the Southern Borders where Idris's shadow was everywhere. An entire village, razed to the ground with not a single soul spared because the villagers were housing and hiding an evoker. She later found the evoker's body, singled out in the middle of the village, defiled utterly and found out not too long later that there was nothing that could be done but bury the dead. How much sway did the Order of Idris hold since she left the capital? She heard stories of what they did to evokers. She didn't think they were actually true until she saw how they treated evokers with her own eyes. Were they responsible for the arrest?
She bit her lips. She hate to admit it but the number of Idrisians was becoming more commonplace ever since she returned to the capital. If Idris had inflitrated much of Othean society, then how much longer could she realistically stay in Othea?
Before she could dwell on the subject longer, one of her guards spoke up.
"We should evacuate people from the streets."
"Good idea, we don't need anymore bloodshed on what is suppose to be a celebatory day...can I trust you for this job for the moment?"
"Me? Of course! But why?"
"I want to go ahead and find out what's going. I'll be back soon."
"Don't go looking for the beast!"
"I'll try not to."
"What's going? Why's the alarm sounding?"
"They lost control of one the animals and it's loose! A bloody mess it is! The stadium is in shambles and an evoker was taken into custody!"
"A wild animal got loose and an evoker was taken into custody you say?"
"Yes, that's what I said! I am sorry but I must go! I don't want to be out here when that creature decides to poke its head in the open!"
She watched them run away and she felt an unnatural chill running through her body. The sensation reminded her of a time at the Southern Borders where Idris's shadow was everywhere. An entire village, razed to the ground with not a single soul spared because the villagers were housing and hiding an evoker. She later found the evoker's body, singled out in the middle of the village, defiled utterly and found out not too long later that there was nothing that could be done but bury the dead. How much sway did the Order of Idris hold since she left the capital? She heard stories of what they did to evokers. She didn't think they were actually true until she saw how they treated evokers with her own eyes. Were they responsible for the arrest?
She bit her lips. She hate to admit it but the number of Idrisians was becoming more commonplace ever since she returned to the capital. If Idris had inflitrated much of Othean society, then how much longer could she realistically stay in Othea?
Before she could dwell on the subject longer, one of her guards spoke up.
"We should evacuate people from the streets."
"Good idea, we don't need anymore bloodshed on what is suppose to be a celebatory day...can I trust you for this job for the moment?"
"Me? Of course! But why?"
"I want to go ahead and find out what's going. I'll be back soon."
"Don't go looking for the beast!"
"I'll try not to."
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It's the exact page i was trying to get in before. Same response: "Sorry if this page sticks, please keep trying"
The IRC client loads forever. Nothing happens. All i get is "Sorry if this page sticks, please keep trying" and I refreshed several times. Using chrome at the moment.
Stuff came up.
Stuff came up.
Do I have to download mibbit to use the IRC channel that's listed on top of the page?
Er...any chance I can return with Amy Lockwood or am I hated now for suddenly disappearing without warning?
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