Noxxis

Wreak Havoc in Astaria

Bardrak isn't gonna know what to do with this group of weirdos lmao

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Hyrule's Civil War (Zelda RP)

@Zeroth "Jean Claude Van Deku"

Freaking dead.

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Wreak Havoc in Astaria

Awesome! Thanks :) got him moved over

Wreak Havoc in Astaria

The "Muscle"

Bardrak Axler

"Let me swing my axe at something and drink myself under the table and we can call it a good day,"

Full Name:
Bardrak Axler

Age:
39

Race:
Dwarf

Strengths:
°Laugh in the Face of Danger: Bardrak really isn't scared if anything, as he's basically seen it all in his travels. It will take a lot to keep him from rushing into battle axe first, in fact he prefers it that way. He's bloodthirsty, courageous, and always gearing for a good fight to pump him up and get his blood flowing.

°Veteran Slayer of Evil Doers: Bardrak has been a mercenary for the majority of his life, and as such has pretty much mastered the ability to fight anything he comes across head on. His axe is basically an extension of himself, and he's been in enough battles to know how to properly avoid getting torn to pieces.

°Heavy Duty Armor:

His Armor

While in his armor, Bardrak can take quite a bit of damage before he'll start feeling it, seeing as Dwarven armor is some of the best armor out there, he can stand to take some heat. He's also been trained to handle a heavy offensive opponent, so he's used to getting beat on pretty roughly in a fight. Needless to say, his defense is to be admired.

Weaknesses:
°One Too Many: Bardrak likes to drink, a lot. He likes all kinds of alcohol, but ale and whiskey are his favorites. He's been known to be found, when not on a job or busy in some way, tossing them back at the local bar over and over again until he's drunk himself into a stupor. He has a high tolerance after years of drinking, but even a high tolerance has it's limits. Bardrak can become a little less stable when he's drunk too much, not nearly as good in a fight and not nearly as tolerable, as he has a pretty messed up sense of humor.

°Not a Speed Queen: Bardrak has heavy armor, and he's not exactly a small guy (despite him being a small guy), so don't expect him to be fast. Don't expect him to move fast, or win any speed contests. But you'll never see him run faster than when he's swinging his axe, heading for a beer, or running after a beautiful woman as he tries to talk her into a "night she'll never forget"

°Not the Sharpest Axe in the Armory: Bardrak isn't the smartest guy, sometimes it can take him a minute to lick up on things. That being said, he's also been thunked on the head plenty of times in his life, so he's not the quickest thinker due to a multitude of things. He can be quite slow on the uptake with subtlety, and those who use fancy verbiage can often confuse him too. He also has trouble with big words, and will often butcher them in his attempt to sound smart, which always backfires.

Personality:
Bardrak is more often than not some level of drunk or tipsy. He's loud, can be rather obnoxious at times, and he has a lewd sense of humor. He'll gladly tell anyone who irritates him that he'll "shown you the painful side of his axe" if you test his patience, which he has little of. But if you've managed to work your way into his small circle of people that he trusts, you'll never find a more loyal friend or a more supportive battering ram. Seriously, the man loves to fight and he'll gladly lend you his axe. Bardrak tries his hardest to be the life of the party, even at his own expense. He enjoys having fun, as long as alcohol is involved. But he also has a firm sense of right and wrong, and will be quick to put someone in their place.

Bio/History:
Bardrak was born an only child to Harod and Asha Axler in the late summer, coming out looking just like his pops. Being raised on the surface since a baby, Bardrak was taught early the ways of the axe and fighting. It seemed he'd been born with the same thirst for a good fight, just like his dad.

Bardrak has many war stories. He'll tell you about that one time he had to fight three ogres by himself because the rest of his sorry excuse for warriors who had taken the job with him had all ran off at first sight of the giant creatures. He'll recount in detail how he took them all down, going off to drink his weight in ale later that night.

He'll tell you the story of how he faced a full grown dragon near the top of the mountains, describing in detail how it's teeth were easily the length of his entire arm. Yes, Bardrak has see a lot and done a lot in his many years as a mercenary. He never stays in one place for long, preferring the life of a traveler. But, keep him entertained with a good fight and a full case of ale, and he'll stick around for a while.

Bardrak began getting his gray hair early, probably due to all the crazy things he'd seen over the years in his travels. He's never been too worried about how he looks to others though, so he doesn't think too much on it. He actually will tell you of you ask that he thinks the gray hair looks intimidating, even if it really doesn't. Around his thirty fifth birthday was when it really started coming in.

Extra:

Skull Splitter

Noxxis' Asylum of Crazy Characters

Medieval/Fantasy Characters:

Bardrak Axler

"Let me swing my axe at something and drink myself under the table and we can call it a good day,"

Full Name:
Bardrak Axler

Age:
45

Race:
Dwarf

Strengths:
°Laugh in the Face of Danger: Bardrak really isn't scared if anything, as he's basically seen it all in his travels. It will take a lot to keep him from rushing into battle axe first, in fact he prefers it that way. He's bloodthirsty, courageous, and always gearing for a good fight to pump him up and get his blood flowing.

°Veteran Slayer of Evil Doers: Bardrak has been a mercenary for the majority of his life, and as such has pretty much mastered the ability to fight anything he comes across head on. His axe is basically an extension of himself, and he's been in enough battles to know how to properly avoid getting torn to pieces.

°Heavy Duty Armor:

His Armor

While in his armor, Bardrak can take quite a bit of damage before he'll start feeling it, seeing as Dwarven armor is some of the best armor out there, he can stand to take some heat. He's also been trained to handle a heavy offensive opponent, so he's used to getting beat on pretty roughly in a fight. Needless to say, his defense is to be admired.

Weaknesses:
°One Too Many: Bardrak likes to drink, a lot. He likes all kinds of alcohol, but ale and whiskey are his favorites. He's been known to be found, when not on a job or busy in some way, tossing them back at the local bar over and over again until he's drunk himself into a stupor. He has a high tolerance after years of drinking, but even a high tolerance has it's limits. Bardrak can become a little less stable when he's drunk too much, not nearly as good in a fight and not nearly as tolerable, as he has a pretty messed up sense of humor.

°Not a Speed Queen: Bardrak has heavy armor, and he's not exactly a small guy (despite him being a small guy), so don't expect him to be fast. Don't expect him to move fast, or win any speed contests. But you'll never see him run faster than when he's swinging his axe, heading for a beer, or running after a beautiful woman as he tries to talk her into a "night she'll never forget"

°Not the Sharpest Axe in the Armory: Bardrak isn't the smartest guy, sometimes it can take him a minute to lick up on things. That being said, he's also been thunked on the head plenty of times in his life, so he's not the quickest thinker due to a multitude of things. He can be quite slow on the uptake with subtlety, and those who use fancy verbiage can often confuse him too. He also has trouble with big words, and will often butcher them in his attempt to sound smart, which always backfires.

Personality:
Bardrak is more often than not some level of drunk or tipsy. He's loud, can be rather obnoxious at times, and he has a lewd sense of humor. He'll gladly tell anyone who irritates him that he'll "shown you the painful side of his axe" if you test his patience, which he has little of. But if you've managed to work your way into his small circle of people that he trusts, you'll never find a more loyal friend or a more supportive battering ram. Seriously, the man loves to fight and he'll gladly lend you his axe. Bardrak tries his hardest to be the life of the party, even at his own expense. He enjoys having fun, as long as alcohol is involved. But he also has a firm sense of right and wrong, and will be quick to put someone in their place.

Bio/History:
Bardrak was born an only child to Harod and Asha Axler in the late summer, coming out looking just like his pops. Being raised on the surface since a baby, Bardrak was taught early the ways of the axe and fighting. It seemed he'd been born with the same thirst for a good fight, just like his dad.

Bardrak has many war stories. He'll tell you about that one time he had to fight three ogres by himself because the rest of his sorry excuse for warriors who had taken the job with him had all ran off at first sight of the giant creatures. He'll recount in detail how he took them all down, going off to drink his weight in ale later that night.

He'll tell you the story of how he faced a full grown dragon near the top of the mountains, describing in detail how it's teeth were easily the length of his entire arm. Yes, Bardrak has see a lot and done a lot in his many years as a mercenary. He never stays in one place for long, preferring the life of a traveler. But, keep him entertained with a good fight and a full case of ale, and he'll stick around for a while.

Bardrak began getting his gray hair early, probably due to all the crazy things he'd seen over the years in his travels. He's never been too worried about how he looks to others though, so he doesn't think too much on it. He actually will tell you of you ask that he thinks the gray hair looks intimidating, even if it really doesn't. Around his thirty fifth birthday was when it really started coming in.

Extra:

Skull Splitter

Duncan Emory

"Oh this is a game is it? Well, let me be the one to make the first move,"

Duncan Emory

Age:
28

Lineage:
Second in line after current royal family, Noble House Emory heir.

Strengths:
Charming:
Duncan is a sweet-talker, a ladies man, an pretty much good at making anyone smile. He's very charismatic, exudes charm like a mist hanging around him, and has a smile that is know to make ladies weak at the knees...and he knows all this about himself. He's cocky, and definitely comes off as the type that gets around in his spare time. But he really hasn't. He's a very noble gentleman at the core, he just likes to have fun. It's all just fun and games to him, as he doesn't take much seriously. But he has a way with words and with getting people to like him, the right people.

Honorable:
Being raised a noble by birth, Duncan was raised with a certain type of class that offered him the ability to partake in many practices, as he was spoiled rotten. He has mastered the way with the sword as a child, and can even wield greatswords and spears. He is a very talented warrior, and has a pure warrior's heart when it comes to his future kingdom(or so he hopes). He is a very honorable person, quick to throw himself into the line of danger if it means saving the life of another.

Loyal:
All his life, Duncan has only known the kingdom of Astaria and it's people. He has been raised on their streets, lived off their food, and bartered with their merchants. He is a Astarian man through and through, and he is very loyal to his kingdom and his people. He has the right heart to lead, if given the chance, and he knows it's what his father would want. But his father is also a greedy man, Duncan is not. At the heart, he's a loyal, compassionate man.

Weaknesses:
Silver Tongue:
Duncan can often say very sarcastic and snarky things that would be quite worth a smack upside the head. He's blunt and has a silver-tongue, giving him just enough ammunition to earn him a nose in the air if he doesn't learn to hold it from time to time. He will say all of these things with an obnoxious, sarcastic air about him to, all while shooting the person he says them to a crooked smile and a teasing expression. It's quite possibly going to be the reason he gets smacked time and time again.

Second in Line:
Being second in line for the throne, Duncan could very well never be a royal in his life. If the current regime continued to rule, he would have no way to get the throne unless they stopped ruling over Astaria. This has made tensions a bit high between the families, especially between his father and the current King, because it's well known that Duncan's father very much wants Duncan to be King. He's very vocal about it. Duncan wants it sure, but he isn't one to cause a big fuss over it. He doesn't see the point, whining and complaining doesn't get anyone anywhere. He honestly thinks his father needs to settle down and relax, but he won't voice those opinions.

Popular:
Duncan is a very popular man, with everyone. But especially with the ladies, though he doesn't get very far with any of them really. It's all mindless flirting, as Duncan has secretly only been with two women intimately in his lifetime, both long time lovers of his spanning at least a few years. But that doesn't change the fact that Duncan gets along with the ladies very well, and knows them all by name, usually. There's one or two he forgets (maybe more), and that'll earn him a sour expression and a huff. But usually, the ladies flock to him, which can put others off sometimes.

Personality:
Duncan Emory is charming, sweet, charismatic, loyal, honorable, protective, humorous, laid-back, and just an all around nice guy. He can come off as quite the flirt, and can say things sometimes that get him in trouble. But he tries to just be a good guy to everyone, as much as he can at least. He's very determined, courageous, and strong. He's known for his good swordsmanship skills, and the number of duels he's won. He's been in quite a few battles, and is known for his Knightmsanship he acquired when he turned eighteen. He's a very disciplined man when he needs to be, and a very undisciplined man when he wants to be. He knows how to play any role he needs to, in order to get ahead with people. He's a social butterfly. But he has his demons as well, the things that haunt him inside. He's not all flowers and rainbows. In front of the people he is, but there are secrets he keeps.

Like how intimidated he is by his father. Like hos protective he is of his mother, since she gets the worst of his father's wrath(after him). How protective he is of his younger sister, who is the only one his father particularly likes. How he treats his maids and other family servants with compassion and understanding, rather than the harsh way of his father. Duncan has his secrets, and he doesn't share them with just anyone. He's a very private guy, not liking to talk about the deeper side of his life. He doesn't like pity, and he doesn't need any pitying looks either. He'd rather deal with all of it on his own.

History/Bio:
Duncan was the first born to Frederick and Amelia Emory, which meant he was now first in line for the throne if the royal family ever ceased to rule. Being that there was a law in Astaria that no unmarried royal can rule, this was quite a possibility for him, and as such made his father hold him to impossible standards of grooming and the like. Duncan never had much of a childhood, his father raising him with an iron fist, pumping him full of information on the kingdom he'd one day rule (as he father told him), of the other nobles and the various noble lines, of the royal family and their heritage, of the proper ways of etiquette and the like for a gentleman. When he wasn't doing that, he was taking swordsmanship lessons and riding lessons, learning various languages and being taught how to play the flute (a secret love of his). He was constantly busy, as his father wanted him to be ready at a moment's notice once he turned eighteen.

So it had been a hard childhood...his mother had been his silver lining though. She was sweet and loving in a way that always put him at ease, especially when Duncan's father was having one of his yelling fits. When his younger sister Eliana (Liana for short) had been born, Duncan and her had developed a very quick and close bond as well as he was a major part of her childhood. He and his mother both raised her closely, his father always off during the day making connections and talking up the important people whilst Duncan was in his lessons or helping take care of the family. He would spoil his daughter every day when he got home with gifts and the like, though Duncan knew it was only because she was the pretty one who he would later arrange to marry off to some rich family with good connections, always looking for that extra jolt of power.

When Duncan had turned eighteen, he's been knighted. He served in the Royal Army for five years, his father fully supporting the decision as it gave him more connections and people who would later support his rule. It would make him one of the people, which would give him bonus points(or so his father said). Duncan personally had only joined because he'd wanted to. He thrived on the discipline, the adventure, the excitement of battle. He had gathered quite a few war stories over the years too, as well as accolades for his accomplishments. He'd been a very good Knight.

Now, he was back at home and ready to rule. But since he still was unmarried, he couldn't take the throne. The current royal families princess was in the same position as him as well, and it seemed they were in a race to wed before the other first, lest they lose the crown and succumb to the other's rule.

Extra:
His family:

Frederick Emory

Amelia Emory

Eliana "Liana" Emory

His "Arranged" Future Wife:

Ophelia Saint-Claire

Name: Ophelia Marie Saint-Claire
Age:26
Personality: She's ditzy, not that intelligent, and basically an airhead that just relies on her looks to get herself ahead in life. Just the type for Duncan's father to set him up with, so that Duncan can do whatever he wants. Duncan honestly can't stand her.

Raya

"The last thing you want to do is underestimate a fairy,"

LARAYA THE LIGHT FAIRY

Age:
Appears physically 18
(229 in Fairy Years)

Nickname:
Raya

Race:
Fairy

Element:
Light

Sexuality:
Pansexual

Abilites:
°Size Manipulation:
Raya can change the size of her body at will, from so small she can sit on a mushroom to human-size standing at 4'11". If she is constricted by something at a small size that due to her size she cannot break, this can become detrimental as she is not given extra strength for being such a small size. In her small size she is much weaker than in her human-size form. But she can stay in either the small form or the large form, or anywhere in between really, indefinitely.

°Flight:
Raya having wings, can fly for an period of two hours before she gets tired. She's tested it. But she usually tries to only fly when she needs to, not wanting to stretch her limits too much. While flying does come second nature to her, she can't fly for an indefinite amount of time. (that would be madness!)

°Light Manipulation:
Raya cas complete control on the element of light, able to bend it and manipulate it to her hearts desire. She can manifest small bits of light into projectiles. If she concentrates hard enough, she can make weapons out of light, but it takes a lot of power. Mostly she uses it for defense and small attacks, which doesn't make her the strongest. But if she's in human-size form it becomes much easier for her to manifest, and she often in this form uses light arrows/bows, swords and the like to defend herself.

Strengths:
°A Walking Contradiction:
Raya usually spends most of her traveling time in her smaller form, and as such is usually in her smaller form when she meets new people. She finds it easier to fly around tiny than walk around big. So people usually get the idea that because she's so small, she's weak. But then she changes her size and it's a different story entirely. Raya has used this tactic in the past to catch her enemies off guard. It has been successful many times.

°Inherently Good:
Raya has been born and raised into a group of generally happy people, and as such is usually pretty happy herself. She truly believes in the equal treatment of everyone, she stands up for those that cannot stand up for themselves, and is constantly doing good deeds for people. She is one of the most selfless, nicest fairies anyone could probably say they knew.

°Spunky:
Raya is a little spit-fire, and she's not to be taken lightly. She is protective, independent, and her temper can be very short if you talk about her size making her in any way weak. She can hold her own, even for a fairy. She's mischievous, intelligent, and prone to pulling pranks on her friends to make them laugh. She enjoys pretty things, can be quite hyperactive about them, and will spend hours picking flowers with a grin on her face.

Weaknesses:
°Pint-Size
While in her smaller form, Raya is quite weak. She would be way to trap and bind, if you can catch her. If someone manages to make it so she can't grow in size, she then could be overpowered very easily as he strength would be as small as her size, and she wouldn't be able to escape as easily or do as much damage as she would if she was in her larger form.

°Naive:
Being raised into a race of peoe that are inherently good at heart, Raya can't help but to see the good in everyone. She can therefore, be a bit naive to the wickedness of the world. She expects for peace to be a natural reaction, not violence. She finds it hard to explain to herself why other races are so intent on destruction and evil, something she herself has no desire or interest to partake in.

°Darkness, My Old Friend:
Being a light fairy, Raya is significantly more weak to dark magic. Being exposed to large amounts of dark magic can severely weaken and injure her, if not become even more fatal the longer she is exposed. Her light shields can blow small to medium dark attacks, but messaive amounts of dark energy is a bad situation for Raya to find herself in.

Personality:
☀️Optimistic
☀️Kind
☀️Selfless
☀️Courageous
☀️Independent
☀️Carefree

Statistics:
Physical Strength:
2

Magic:
5

Speed:
4

Health:
3

Intelligence:
3

History/Bio:
WIP

Wreak Havoc in Astaria

(He's so cute and fluffy!!)

Okay, here's mine:

Bardrak Axler

"Let me swing my axe at something and drink myself under the table and we can call it a good day,"

Full Name:
Bardrak Axler

Age:
39

Race:
Dwarf

Strengths:
°Laugh in the Face of Danger: Bardrak really isn't scared if anything, as he's basically seen it all in his travels. It will take a lot to keep him from rushing into battle axe first, in fact he prefers it that way. He's bloodthirsty, courageous, and always gearing for a good fight to pump him up and get his blood flowing.

°Veteran Slayer of Evil Doers: Bardrak has been a mercenary for the majority of his life, and as such has pretty much mastered the ability to fight anything he comes across head on. His axe is basically an extension of himself, and he's been in enough battles to know how to properly avoid getting torn to pieces.

°Heavy Duty Armor:

His Armor

While in his armor, Bardrak can take quite a bit of damage before he'll start feeling it, seeing as Dwarven armor is some of the best armor out there, he can stand to take some heat. He's also been trained to handle a heavy offensive opponent, so he's used to getting beat on pretty roughly in a fight. Needless to say, his defense is to be admired.

Weaknesses:
°One Too Many: Bardrak likes to drink, a lot. He likes all kinds of alcohol, but ale and whiskey are his favorites. He's been known to be found, when not on a job or busy in some way, tossing them back at the local bar over and over again until he's drunk himself into a stupor. He has a high tolerance after years of drinking, but even a high tolerance has it's limits. Bardrak can become a little less stable when he's drunk too much, not nearly as good in a fight and not nearly as tolerable, as he has a pretty messed up sense of humor.

°Not a Speed Queen: Bardrak has heavy armor, and he's not exactly a small guy (despite him being a small guy), so don't expect him to be fast. Don't expect him to move fast, or win any speed contests. But you'll never see him run faster than when he's swinging his axe, heading for a beer, or running after a beautiful woman as he tries to talk her into a "night she'll never forget"

°Not the Sharpest Axe in the Armory: Bardrak isn't the smartest guy, sometimes it can take him a minute to lick up on things. That being said, he's also been thunked on the head plenty of times in his life, so he's not the quickest thinker due to a multitude of things. He can be quite slow on the uptake with subtlety, and those who use fancy verbiage can often confuse him too. He also has trouble with big words, and will often butcher them in his attempt to sound smart, which always backfires.

Personality:
Bardrak is more often than not some level of drunk or tipsy. He's loud, can be rather obnoxious at times, and he has a lewd sense of humor. He'll gladly tell anyone who irritates him that he'll "shown you the painful side of his axe" if you test his patience, which he has little of. But if you've managed to work your way into his small circle of people that he trusts, you'll never find a more loyal friend or a more supportive battering ram. Seriously, the man loves to fight and he'll gladly lend you his axe. Bardrak tries his hardest to be the life of the party, even at his own expense. He enjoys having fun, as long as alcohol is involved. But he also has a firm sense of right and wrong, and will be quick to put someone in their place.

Bio/History:
Bardrak was born an only child to Harod and Asha Axler in the late summer, coming out looking just like his pops. Being raised on the surface since a baby, Bardrak was taught early the ways of the axe and fighting. It seemed he'd been born with the same thirst for a good fight, just like his dad.

Bardrak has many war stories. He'll tell you about that one time he had to fight three ogres by himself because the rest of his sorry excuse for warriors who had taken the job with him had all ran off at first sight of the giant creatures. He'll recount in detail how he took them all down, going off to drink his weight in ale later that night.

He'll tell you the story of how he faced a full grown dragon near the top of the mountains, describing in detail how it's teeth were easily the length of his entire arm. Yes, Bardrak has see a lot and done a lot in his many years as a mercenary. He never stays in one place for long, preferring the life of a traveler. But, keep him entertained with a good fight and a full case of ale, and he'll stick around for a while.

Bardrak began getting his gray hair early, probably due to all the crazy things he'd seen over the years in his travels. He's never been too worried about how he looks to others though, so he doesn't think too much on it. He actually will tell you of you ask that he thinks the gray hair looks intimidating, even if it really doesn't. Around his thirty fifth birthday was when it really started coming in.

Extra:

Skull Splitter

Hyrule's Civil War (Zelda RP)

Update: Got my post up 👍

Hyrule's Civil War (Zelda RP)

Turok

Telma's Bar - Castle Town

Turok surveyed the people standing there, they looked a formidable lot and Turok certainly felt like the Queen wouldn't have chosen them for no reason. Standing slightly cramped in the bar, something he was used to as he was in Castle Town quite often, Turok smiled at them all and shrugged his shoulders.

"I got no problem traveling with any of ya'll, Queen Zelda needs outbhelp so that's what I'm 'bout to do," He said in a determined tone, crossing his arms over his broad chest.

"Don't know how I feel about that tunnel though, I'm kinda a big guy, but I'm sure I can squeeze," Turok said with another shrug and a booming laugh. Turning his head to look at Telma, Turok titled his head slightly in curiosity. "Telma, wait now it's more familiar. Heard some things bout you I have, all good of course," He said, shooting her a small smile.

"I guess we better be gettin' on then huh? Best to not make the Queen wait, or something bad might happen," He said simply, looking at the group one by one in turn.