Mag Lev

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕊𝔸𝔾𝔸 𝕆𝔽 𝕍𝕀ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕍𝔸𝕃𝕃

You guys still open? I would love to join, if you would have me.

@Emu

Indeed we are.

@Mag Lev, given we are at such a long period without posting, the question becomes, do you intend to keep this topic going or are we adrift?

@The Harbinger of Ferocity

Due to work and moving to my new apartment, I haven't had much time to focus on writing though I intend to put something out. Having lost 4 of our writers thus far is not very positive towards our situation though.

://Crown of Eden [High-Casual]

Jezebel

It all hit her at once, the soft yet gentle voice fading away as it was replaced by a sharp, stinging pain in her forehead. It was a feeling she knew far too well for her own good, at least she believed it was. The headache stilled her breathing, slightly holding her breath and clenching her fists as it soothed slightly. The darkness of her… pod, at least that was the only word she could think of to describe her current situation, helped slightly but the light starting to penetrate through it brought the stinging to a low hum. Her mind struggled to remember details, finding the reason for why she was in there lost to her and everything else hidden and faded by the time that had likely passed.

It was her name that she was searching for most of all though. Her name, the one thing which brought her comfort and made her different from others. It was… Jessie? No, that wasn’t quite right. Jezzie was close but not quite there. It was Jezebel though which brought a buzz of remembrance to her mind. Her hands led her to step out of the pod and into the bright light, her head buzzing even more in pain as she staggered a bit to stand against her pod. Her legs felt weak and she wanted to sit down but her head felt more clear when standing.

“H-hello?” Her voice was weak, trembling from the lack of use and unsure as her focus finally came to on the group of people awake before her. Who were they? Had they been like her? Why were they all here?

Need a Post's Pre-edited text

Unfortunately, no. There seems to be no way to view edited information from a post. Sorry mate.

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕊𝔸𝔾𝔸 𝕆𝔽 𝕍𝕀ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕍𝔸𝕃𝕃

@Oliver@Thecrash20

How goes post creation? Been a while since the first IC post was up and have been wondering when, if at all, I might expect a post.

@Aristo

How goes the creation of the CS?

://Crown of Eden [High-Casual]

Jezebel

Name/Title: Jezebel DeLacaire

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Appearance:
Jezebel is of a rather short height and a small, almost emaciated, frame compared to most women. Her hair is a pale blonde with streaks of white peeking out from its disheveled state. Few things stand out more from Jezebel than the blue eyes she possesses, something she may have inherited from her Father or Mother but neither of which she ever truly remembers.

Significant Memory:

The Paintings

Paintings were strew all along the small room, more like a combination of a study and a bedroom than anything else. Were these her paintings? Who were they of? What were they of? Some were faces, places, beautiful vistas and wonderful pieces of art that may have been seen as great. But, weren’t they failures? Was that not why they were strewn across the floor with no care? Or was it that they were thrown there in anger? A single brushstroke ruining some, a misplaced color others. A brown here, a yellow there. Where did they come from? Why were they made?

Fear, fear was the strongest part of the memory though. What was she afraid of as she stood amongst the paintings? Was it failure? Her parents? The will of those who pushed her to earn money for them with a talent she had? She couldn’t remember, wouldn’t remember. It hurt to see it all. The memory burned like a brand. Why? Why did it burn like this? What was missing from it that she couldn’t see?

Other: She has a small locket, though she can’t remember what was inside it. Was it a picture of her mother and father? She forgot how to open it, the key needed lost both in memory and reality.

Post Your Pikcha

Haircut done by a proper barber. Like it more than the previous haircut I got.

://Crown of Eden [High-Casual]

Jezebel

Name/Title: Jezebel DeLacaire

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Appearance:
Jezebel is of a rather short height and a small, almost emaciated, frame compared to most women. Her hair is a pale blonde with streaks of white peeking out from its disheveled state. Few things stand out more from Jezebel than the blue eyes she possesses, something she may have inherited from her Father or Mother but neither of which she ever truly remembers.

Significant Memory:

The Paintings

Paintings were strew all along the small room, more like a combination of a study and a bedroom than anything else. Were these her paintings? Who were they of? What were they of? Some were faces, places, beautiful vistas and wonderful pieces of art that may have been seen as great. But, weren’t they failures? Was that not why they were strewn across the floor with no care? Or was it that they were thrown there in anger? A single brushstroke ruining some, a misplaced color others. A brown here, a yellow there. Where did they come from? Why were they made?

Fear, fear was the strongest part of the memory though. What was she afraid of as she stood amongst the paintings? Was it failure? Her parents? The will of those who pushed her to earn money for them with a talent she had? She couldn’t remember, wouldn’t remember. It hurt to see it all. The memory burned like a brand. Why? Why did it burn like this? What was missing from it that she couldn’t see?

Other: She has a small locket, though she can’t remember what was inside it. Was it a picture of her mother and father? She forgot how to open it, the key needed lost both in memory and reality.

𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕊𝔸𝔾𝔸 𝕆𝔽 𝕍𝕀ℕ𝔻𝔼ℝ𝕍𝔸𝕃𝕃

Úða Níðingsson the Tamed.

Character Summary

Name: Úða Níðingsson (OO-tha KNEE-thing-sin) the Tamed, Son of the Disgraced.
Age: Early to mid thirties
Race/Ethnicty: White
Place of Origin: Hergen Town
Gender: Male
Class/Job: Huskarl

Stats

Though we will not be rolling dice for feats, this will give a base line to run off of for your character. Max for any stat is 20, average is 10. You have 75 stat point to assign between the six stats.

Strength: 17
Dexterity: 17
Constitution: 17
Intelligence: 8
Wisdom: 13
Charisma: 3

Physical Attributes

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 180ibs
Build: Muscular
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black

Psychological Attributes

Loyal * Shy * Humble

Sexuality: Straight
Relationship Status: Married with a daughter
Personality: He's a gentle fellow, and almost excessively sensitive to criticism, vitriol, and contempt in general. He's rather shy and tends to make few friends but those he does consider his friends have earned his undying loyalty and trust. The family man through and through, they are the most important things to him in his life, even more so than his best friend, the Thegn. He would do anything to protect them.
Hobbies: Falcon taming, swimming in armour, playing with his daughter.

Skills

A listing of skills, such as horseback riding, and natural abilities, such as night vision - this also includes any racial edges

• Skill: Horseback Riding.
• Skill: Falcon Taming. His pet falcon, Hjörrveðr, often hunts for their family's food.
• Skill: Swimming. A hobby and an exercise, Úða swims with his armor in the water out by the longboats.
• Skill: Warrior. In order to survive as a Huskarl, one needs to have the capability to fight.

Possessions

Weapons: Personal weapons, no magically enhanced items

• Item: Single-handed battle-axe
• Item: Steel Round Shield
• Item: Seax. A small knife.

Armor: Base armor only, no magically enhanced items

• Item: Gambeson
• Item: Byrnie
• Item: Shirt of leather lamellar

Animals: He has a trained Falcon named Hjörrveðr (Hyor-veth)for a pet.

History

Parents: Úða knew his mother, and he loved her dearly. She taught him some of the more noble things in life, something his father was incapable of doing. His father was a disgrace to their name, and was absent for long parts of Úða's childhood. Though his mother has passed, his father still lives. Úða still loves his father, although his father is a disgrace to their family.
Siblings: None
Childhood: Spent mostly with his mother and his best friend, who would soon become Thegn. This friendship would lead to his eventual becoming of Huskarl.
Adulthood: He's spent most of his adult life guarding the townspeople from danger, solving whatever problems that words can't solve.

Anything Else: _Vardenvall

@Fyre Unholy

Go ahead and move him to the Characters tab.

://Crown of Eden

I like this. I will have some questions perhaps later after I have slept some more now that I am done with working.