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Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

I just woke up, and it seems like I missed an entire battle... well, I'll incorporate that into my post, somehow.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

Alright, I guess. Good luck with that, lol.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

Wait... who's stealing something from who? I asked myself from my perch, as I oversaw some sort of conversation between a group of thugs, and a thieving feline... or, allegedly thieving. I couldn't tell who was innocent, and who was guilty of anything, however, soon enough, I heard one of them speak, a bear among the thugs "Cut his paw off," well... that was a little harsh. Perhaps he stole something valuable? One of the cats, rather, the one that they wanted to cut, made a one-liner, and somehow struggled free of his captors... it was at this point when I almost considered just flying up to that roof, and throwing lightning everywhere just to scare everyone off and sort them out when I meet them individually... but, fate had other plans, as something else, a giant, scaly worm... or, more appropriately, a wurm, slammed its sizable body against the ruins, easily collapsing the building, given that it was already weakened by time, and the cat leaped onto the wurm and started clawing at the thing's scales... his hold didn't last, and he was flung into the tree just off to my left. The cat, now running on pure adrenaline tried to talk to a very battered, and beaten-up bear, trying to convince him to stand up. I guess that's my cue, huh? I know where I stand, now, at least. I thought as I flew from my perch, and tried to spot a weak spot, a place that wasn't covered in scales. It took a little bit, and the thing was thankfully distracted by the bear and cat, but I flew at the open spot, right at the back of thing's neck, at full speed, spear out. The thing didn't so much as hear me as I approached, and, I managed to shove my spear RIGHT in that weak point, flying off of the spear, and then zapping it with an electrical spell... once the spell's effects were over, I retrieved my spear, and took a spot in the air where the thing probably wouldn't get me.

"Hey, catman! Ya think you can still fight? I'd kinda like some sort of help!" I shouted to the cat below, though, somehow, I almost doubted that he, or even the bear for that matter, could. If I could stay in the air, I might be able to keep pelting the thing with javelins... so long as it could die within twelve of them, as that's all I had at the moment. Of course, there's always my bow, and arrows if I ever run out of those. I'm sure I'll hit SOMETHING with that. The few that remained in the group seemed severely weakened, and obviously ready to arrest, assuming I don't get beaten up too badly in this fight, and assuming that they ARE thugs, and not just some random civilians... of course, if they were just civilians, they'd probably appreciate being back in some sort of city, or town and might appreciate not having to deal with monsters, anymore. Ah, the wilderness, where one man can't simply fly to an enchanted forest to have an adventure without running into some group of thugs, and a monster. I thought to myself as I awaited any sort of response... of course, I wasn't just hovering there, I also chucked a javelin at the thing, hoping to hit the weak spot, or some other weak spot I haven't found just yet, and, once the thing hit, whether it bounced off of its scales, or got stuck in the softer flesh underneath, I basically threw a lightning bolt, aiming right for where the javelin ended up hitting, all while making sure that I'm out of reach from the monstrosity.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

Well, to be honest, I kinda found it in the 'lost' pages of this section. Took a look, figured out that nobody posted for a while, and nobody had an app up... and noticed the amount of effort that went into it, and thought 'well, this isn't up for an RP nightmare, it's way too good... the heck's it doing here?', and then I showed it to one of my friends... it all just snowballed from there, I guess, lol.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

Thorvald

Thorvald Greyfeather

Nickname/Alias:
Lightning rod

Race:
Shael, falcon

Gender:
Male

Age:
30

Additional Info
Personality:
Some people have called him naive, childish, and even immature... just as well, as he's usually in a very cheery mood, and is also optimistic, always trying to find the good in every situation. That being said, he's not stupid, and won't trust, say, a monster or a demon just because they said that they're good. He absolutely loves adventure, and just generally being out of the towns and cities of the world. No matter what the challenge on an adventure, Thorvald will face it with... the closest thing to a smile that a birdman can have. While he does love adventure, he actively avoids caves, just due to the low ceiling... of course, if he's traveling with allies who want to go into the cave, he'll go with them, just because he doesn't like the idea of having to ditch allies, even temporary ones. During the few moments where he's in town, it's usually just to sell any useless magical items, or to get rid of any extra weight he's carrying. He's oddly determined when he's facing monsters or other such evil beings, and even tries to scope out weak spots in an enemy's armor, despite him still smiling while doing so.

He enjoys the company of other adventurers, though, he usually doesn't stick around with one group for very long, and while he starts off considering them allies... if he sees them harming other civilized races, stealing, or doing anything involving exploiting others, Thorvald will viciously attack them, and try to have them arrested. He will never kill a member of a civilized race, as he feels that even the most deranged, evil people can be rehabilitated, they can become better people... at least, so he thinks. When he's not adventuring, or taking one of his rare breaks from doing so, he can usually be found in some pub somewhere, chatting someone's ear off about one of his recent adventures, and, much to the disdain of the barkeep, never ordering any drink other than cold, plain water. He is kind enough, however, to give the barkeep money if the water ends up being free, as, in some places, it is. He'll tell them that it's not payment for his drink, but rather, for the conversation.

Appearance:
Unlike what his last name might suggest, Thorvald has mostly white and brown feathers, with only a few grey feathers. He's somewhat short, even for his species, and always wears that same blue outfit for no real reason. However, he doesn't wear the helmet in the picture, nor does he ever wear shoes. His beak and talons are a bright yellow color, and his eyes are blue.

Height:
5'0"

Weight:
80lbs

Fight related
Magic:
Elementalism; lightning.

Class:
Dragoon

Weapons/Items:
An iron spear, a short bow, a quiver with 30 arrows, a bag with 12 javelins, his leather armor, and clothes.

Strengths:
Strong Flier: He has always been much faster and more agile in the sky, and his wings are strong enough to keep him in the air for a long time.

Lightning Resistance: He's been zapped by his own lightning magic that, not only has he gotten the nickname 'lightning rod', but he's become resistant to lightning as a whole.

Spear Thrower: With his training, Thorvald's become really good at throwing his javelins, as well as, on occasion, his actual spear, and can throw these objects pretty far, and pretty quickly.

Weaknesses:
Slow on the ground: He's... kinda slow and sluggish on the ground, and it's notable that he can't even run while on the ground.

Hates the cold: His feathers aren't exactly meant for protection from the cold, and just as well, he hates it. He may even land if the cold air is too unbearable in the sky... he's also weak to ice-based magic as a result.

Stormtrooper Aim: However... he's horrible at using his shortbow, and while it's got more distance than his spear or javelins, he can't aim the thing worth beans. If you gave him a chance, he might even actually miss the broad side of a barn.

Techniques:
Thorvald typically relies on his wings, and ability to fly. His techniques revolve around him throwing his spear, or one of his javelins at the enemy, and then casting a lightning spell on the weapon after it's stuck in the enemy's flesh. He has also been known to swoop down on the enemy and attack more directly... though, even when he does that, he always tries to cast a lightning spell. Rarely, when the enemy doesn't notice his presence, he'll toss his spear directly downwards (if the enemy is directly below him), and fold in his wings to fall with it, just to shove the thing in even further. He will zap the spear after landing on his enemy in this case.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

@shard, my app on page 2 has entered its beta stage, I think. I know you technically accepted me, but do you think that's at least okay? As in, disregarding what you said earlier, would you have accepted my character with the new, longer personality section?

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

I'm sorry, but while I'd like to add him... I feel as if I should edit his personality to be up to standards. I'll try, and I'll get him to at least 'acceptable' before I write any IC.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

Again, I'm horrible at using the personality section, with the main reason being from a habit of ignoring it in apps due to people misusing it or using it poorly back where I came from. I'm okay with you denying my app, but it will take me a while to fix it, is all I'm saying.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

So... I'm guessing my character won't work, either? I mean, he's not anything like Threshan's, but I've always been bad at using the 'personality' section, to the point of removing it from my RPs, and just using someone's bio section to figure out what they're like.

Astrovia: An Anthro Fantasy World

Thorvald

Thorvald Greyfeather

Nickname/Alias:
Lightning rod

Race:
Shael, falcon

Gender:
Male

Age:
30

Additional Info
Personality:
Some people have called him naive, childish, and even immature... just as well, as he's usually in a very cheery mood, and is also optimistic, always trying to find the good in every situation. That being said, he's not stupid, and won't trust, say, a monster or a demon just because they said that they're good. He absolutely loves adventure, and just generally being out of the towns and cities of the world. No matter what the challenge on an adventure, Thorvald will face it with... the closest thing to a smile that a birdman can have. While he does love adventure, he actively avoids caves, just due to the low ceiling... of course, if he's traveling with allies who want to go into the cave, he'll go with them, just because he doesn't like the idea of having to ditch allies, even temporary ones. During the few moments where he's in town, it's usually just to sell any useless magical items, or to get rid of any extra weight he's carrying. He's oddly determined when he's facing monsters or other such evil beings, and even tries to scope out weak spots in an enemy's armor, despite him still smiling while doing so.

He enjoys the company of other adventurers, though, he usually doesn't stick around with one group for very long, and while he starts off considering them allies... if he sees them harming other civilized races, stealing, or doing anything involving exploiting others, Thorvald will viciously attack them, and try to have them arrested. He will never kill a member of a civilized race, as he feels that even the most deranged, evil people can be rehabilitated, they can become better people... at least, so he thinks. When he's not adventuring, or taking one of his rare breaks from doing so, he can usually be found in some pub somewhere, chatting someone's ear off about one of his recent adventures, and, much to the disdain of the barkeep, never ordering any drink other than cold, plain water. He is kind enough, however, to give the barkeep money if the water ends up being free, as, in some places, it is. He'll tell them that it's not payment for his drink, but rather, for the conversation.

Appearance:
Unlike what his last name might suggest, Thorvald has mostly white and brown feathers, with only a few grey feathers. He's somewhat short, even for his species, and always wears that same blue outfit for no real reason. However, he doesn't wear the helmet in the picture, nor does he ever wear shoes. His beak and talons are a bright yellow color, and his eyes are blue.

Height:
5'0"

Weight:
80lbs

Fight related
Magic:
Elementalism; lightning.

Class:
Dragoon

Weapons/Items:
An iron spear, a short bow, a quiver with 30 arrows, a bag with 12 javelins, his leather armor, and clothes.

Strengths:
Strong Flier: He has always been much faster and more agile in the sky, and his wings are strong enough to keep him in the air for a long time.

Lightning Resistance: He's been zapped by his own lightning magic that, not only has he gotten the nickname 'lightning rod', but he's become resistant to lightning as a whole.

Spear Thrower: With his training, Thorvald's become really good at throwing his javelins, as well as, on occasion, his actual spear, and can throw these objects pretty far, and pretty quickly.

Weaknesses:
Slow on the ground: He's... kinda slow and sluggish on the ground, and it's notable that he can't even run while on the ground.

Hates the cold: His feathers aren't exactly meant for protection from the cold, and just as well, he hates it. He may even land if the cold air is too unbearable in the sky... he's also weak to ice-based magic as a result.

Stormtrooper Aim: However... he's horrible at using his shortbow, and while it's got more distance than his spear or javelins, he can't aim the thing worth beans. If you gave him a chance, he might even actually miss the broad side of a barn.

Techniques:
Thorvald typically relies on his wings, and ability to fly. His techniques revolve around him throwing his spear, or one of his javelins at the enemy, and then casting a lightning spell on the weapon after it's stuck in the enemy's flesh. He has also been known to swoop down on the enemy and attack more directly... though, even when he does that, he always tries to cast a lightning spell. Rarely, when the enemy doesn't notice his presence, he'll toss his spear directly downwards (if the enemy is directly below him), and fold in his wings to fall with it, just to shove the thing in even further. He will zap the spear after landing on his enemy in this case.

Finally decided on a picture. It's kind of a placeholder, but it works.