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Pursuit of Power

@Aamaya Question, is there a seaport near where the festival is happening?

Pursuit of Power

@Sol Grim let me know if you want to establish an existing relationship between Fanon and Mel before rp starts~

Since Mel has been a, ahem, prominent figure on the streets, I figure it would make sense for people in Luthra to know him.

Pursuit of Power

Mel, the One-Eyed Wonder

Name: Melchior (pronounced Mel-kee-aur); prefers to be called Mel
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Thanatos
Kingdom: Luthra

Appearance

Personality: Mel is very much a product of his environment. He is loud and rowdy, and loves nothing more than to carouse and gamble long into the night. He loves to have a good time, and has been known to shirk responsibility in favour of getting drunk and having fun. He also has a bit of a reputation as a womanizer, although Mel himself claims it isn’t well-deserved: “It’s hard not to be seen that way when pretty girls keep throwing themselves at my feet,” he’ll say with a wink.

More recently, Mother has pushed him to be more “stately”; at her direction, he has learned how to mimic some of the traits of nobility, at least enough for folks to take pause; however, Mel hates to act this way, and will quickly revert back to his true personality as soon as he feels it is safe to do so.

History: Mel is the eldest child and only son of Luthra’s Mother, not that that meant much while he was growing up. Sure, he was afforded more luxuries than his less-well-connected friends - food at every meal, swordsmanship training and weapons tailored to his left-handedness - but the kingdom’s lack of wealth and political influence, along with Mother’s “hands-off” parenting style, didn’t allow for the kind of royal treatment a “prince” might expect.

Not that Mel cared much. He got what he needed from Mother, and he got what he wanted from the streets, using what influence he did have to his advantage. Much of his free time was spent fighting and gambling with little supervision; by the time he was a teenager, he was a regular sight in the kingdom’s taverns, playing songs and dancing, brawling and dueling with anyone willing to take him on.

He lost his left eye in one such duel at 17. Partially because of this, partially because he was getting to marriageable age, much of his freedom was taken away; instead, he was trained in how to be a “respectable gentleman”, in the hopes that he could be married into another kingdom’s nobility. Mel didn’t take kindly to this change, and snuck out at night to continue his rough and rowdy ways.

With the news of Exodus’s eligible princess and the festival being thrown for her, Mother tasked Mel to attend in order to strengthen ties with the other kingdoms. A marriage of convenience, she said, is the best outcome; but should this prove to be impossible, Mel was to do anything necessary to improve Luthra’s position and reputation. Should he fail… well, Mel knows better than to go home to Mother empty-handed.

Weapons: Mel’s preferred weapons are Fame, a rapier with an elegant silver hilt, designed to be wielded in his left hand; and Fortune, a trident dagger, designed for his right hand. He also carries a set of nondescript throwing daggers, but only uses them in emergencies… or when he really, really wants to get a cheap shot.

Skills:
- Combat: Mel is a skilled fighter. He most often dual-wields Fame and Fortune in a left-handed stance, which gives him advantage against those unused to fighting left-handed opponents; he can also hold is own in a bare-knuckle brawl.

- Music: Although he originally picked up the lute to attract the ladies, Mel has since come to love playing the instrument, and will now do it for his own enjoyment. He also likes to sing, although his voice doesn’t sound nearly as beautiful as the lute does.

Scar(s): Mel’s body is littered with little scars from the many, many duels and brawls he’s been a part of. The most obvious would be the scar across where his left eye used to be, although it is always covered by a leather eyepatch.

Additional Information:

Pursuit of Power

@Aamaya It's not perfect but let me know what you think.
I'm also willing to change around his background or whatever if someone wants to claim Mother for their character.

Mel

Name: Mel
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Thanatos
Kingdom: Luthra

Appearance

Personality: Mel is very much a product of his environment. He is loud and rowdy, and loves nothing more than to carouse and gamble long into the night. He loves to have a good time, and has been known to shirk responsibility in favour of getting drunk and having fun. He also has a bit of a reputation as a womanizer, although Mel himself claims it isn’t well-deserved: “It’s hard not to be seen that way when pretty girls keep throwing themselves at my feet,” he’ll say with a wink.

More recently, Mother has pushed him to be more “stately”; at her direction, he has learned how to mimic some of the traits of nobility, at least enough for folks to take pause; however, Mel hates to act this way, and will quickly revert back to his true personality as soon as he feels it is safe to do so.

History: Mel is the eldest child and only son of Luthra’s Mother, not that that meant much while he was growing up. Sure, he was afforded more luxuries than his less-well-connected friends - food at every meal, swordsmanship training and weapons tailored to his left-handedness - but the kingdom’s lack of wealth and political influence, along with Mother’s “hands-off” parenting style, didn’t allow for the kind of royal treatment a “prince” might expect.

Not that Mel cared much. He got what he needed from Mother, and he got what he wanted from the streets, using what influence he did have to his advantage. Much of his free time was spent fighting and gambling with little supervision; by the time he was a teenager, he was a regular sight in the kingdom’s taverns, playing songs and dancing, brawling and dueling with anyone willing to take him on.

He lost his left eye in one such duel at 17. Partially because of this, partially because he was getting to marriageable age, much of his freedom was taken away; instead, he was trained in how to be a “respectable gentleman”, in the hopes that he could be married into another kingdom’s nobility. Mel didn’t take kindly to this change, and continued to sneak out at night to continue his rough and rowdy ways.

With the news of Exodus’s eligible princess and the festival being thrown for her, Mother tasked Mel to attend in order to strengthen ties with the other kingdoms. A marriage of convenience, she said, is the best outcome; but should this prove to be impossible, Mel was to do anything necessary to improve Luthra’s position and reputation. Should he fail… well, Mel knows better than to go home to Mother empty-handed.

Weapons: Mel’s preferred weapons are Fame, a rapier with an elegant silver hilt, designed to be wielded in his left hand; and Fortune, a trident dagger, designed for his right hand. He also carries a set of nondescript throwing daggers, but only uses them in emergencies… or when he really, really wants to get a cheap shot.

Skills:
Combat: Mel is a skilled fighter. He most often dual-wields Fame and Fortune in a left-handed stance, which gives him advantage against those unused to fighting left-handed opponents; he can also hold is own in a bare-knuckle brawl.

Music: Although he originally picked up the lute to attract the ladies, Mel as since come to love playing the instrument, and will now do it for his own enjoyment. He also likes to sing, although his voice doesn’t sound nearly as beautiful as the lute does.

Scar(s): Mel’s body is littered with little scars from the many, many duels and brawls he’s been a part of. The most obvious would be the scar across where his left eye used to be, although it is always covered by a leather eyepatch.

Additional Information:

The Pursuit of Power - (OPEN)

@Aamaya Quick question: do you want us to post our sheets here before posting in the OOC?
Just want to be clear before I do the wrong thing :P

Rebirth: At World's End

Sorry I've been absent y'all, I've been dealing with an ongoing family emergency since early July. Things are a lot calmer now, tho, so I'm back.
I can get a post up tonight or tomorrow if folks are still interested in continuing this, but if everyone already moved on, then I'll let it go.

The Pursuit of Power - (OPEN)

Interested, working on a sheet now~

Just a little slice of life.

Interested, if there's still space (:

Rebirth: At World's End

@Sightseer oh hey look, I did it~

Can I be Good Bot again now?

Rebirth: At World's End

@Sightseer

Sibley's eyes went wide as the woman confirmed her identity. She responded to Sophia's head bow with a deep bow of her own, her hands clasped against her legs, her hair flung over her head in her haste to do so. In this position, her gaze was drawn to the badger that was still pawing at her boots. She took as deep a breath as she could without hurting her throat.

"Green Sage Sophia." Sibley's words were soft as she searched for an answer that would be... at least somewhat palatable. "My mother told us stories of you. Of your forest. I - I grew up on a farm near a village called Northpass. Your forest marked the far boarder of our farm." She paused to cough. "My mother cautioned us against entering the forest, but I found solitude there. In a farmhouse with seven siblings, it was the only place I could find solitude." Sibley bowed even lower. "Please forgive me. I meant no disrespect."

Her answer danced around the truth: although she spoke no outright lies, Sibley's story still omitted key details - that Northpass was new when she was young, that her family had been the first to farm that land - in the hope that she would not break the Green Sage's heart.

Sibley watched the badger, frozen in her pose, wondering if the truth was shining through her eyes, and, if it was, whether or not the animal could tell. She still felt too weak to hide her expression, and the only barrier hiding it from the Green Sage was her long hair. If the badger could tell, though...