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Luan: The Threat of Origin

The Festival

, the Freelance Kingdom. The youngest known nation in Luan, and a land filled with all types of people. It wasn't the biggest kingdom, nor was it the most prosperous, but the hierarchy have to doing their best to make their people's lives happy ones, and they've been doing this since the nation had been created. The people, in return, love their leaders, and celebrate their visits to their towns and villages with grand festivals.

One such festival was taking place now, in a port town. All throughout the town, people made the sounds of bright music, loud cheers, laughter, and everything else that meant they were having some good, clean festival fun. The most exciting games, the most delicious food, and the strongest drinks were all provided. No one was left out, and no expense was spared.

At the center of all this, guarded by their personal guards, King Pico and his daughter, Princess Leona II, stood and watched their subjects enjoy the festival. In turn, they too enjoyed it, though they were limited in what activities they could participate in. Despite this, Pico had a worried look in his eyes. A look that his daughter could not help but address.

"What is wrong, father? Is the festival not to your liking?"

The King chuckled a bit and shook his head. He turned to his daughter and said,

"No, Leona. The festival has nothing to do with my

"Then what is wrong?"

The king returned his gaze to his kingdom's people.

"A great many things, Leona. Our is small, but it is growing. It may not be long before another nation targets us. I've also heard rumors of a group causing trouble about the lands. I fear that we are not outside of their range of activity."

Pico was silent for a moment to allow his daughter time to let his words sink in.

"Look how happy our people are, Leona. I wish for them to remain this way, but dark times are coming. I can feel it. What horrible timing too..."

Pico saw his daughter

"Do not be saddened, Leona. These are just the thoughts of an old man. I'm sure they're nothing to worry about."

Though this did not assure his daughter of anything, she accepted it for now, and looked back to the festival. The festival continued with its merry atmosphere, no one person knowing of the event that will take place soon.

A Bleak Storm

William

William "Crow's Eye" Baer

Or alternatively called

"Crow"

Age: 43

General Location of Operation: True, and constantly wanders from one place to another via ships (stolen or otherwise).

Preferred Dialogue Color(please put the color code): As blue and green as the deep sea...

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 198 lbs.

Appearance

General, non-combat, Apparel:


Armor and Weapons: Being a former pirate, Crow was never one to wear any sort of real armor, though he dies keep a few weapons on his person, which results in several injuries and wounds. It also means that he depends on evasion rather than standing his ground.
He carries four flintlock pistols and a harpoon. He also carries a sword, though they usually end up broken somehow. Nevertheless, he is skilled in handling it.

Affiliates(Apprentices, Partners, etc.): A former apprentice by the name of Henry "Gill" Gilligan.

Afflictions: Bernard "Saltbull" Harris

Likes: Money, Rum, Treasure, Rum, Women, Rum, and the sea.

Dislikes: Anyone who disagrees with him on anything, people who take his rum while he's drinking, Bernard "Saltbull" Harris.

Fears: Crow has many fears, as he's superstitious. However, his main fear is that of bad luck.

Specialization: Started out specializing in hunting beasts and herbal monsters, but is now currently specialized in straight monster hunting.

Magic (if any): None, unless you count skill and luck.

History:

William was born in a town on the island of Great Britain. Strangely enough, he lived a somewhat normal early life. His parents weren't too nice, nor too strict. He went to school and learned what he needed to. Eventually, he grew into a respectable adult, working as a whaler of sorts, giving him his first experience of the sea, her dangers, and how to use a harpoon.

Of course, having a simple life was never in William's interest. He wanted to be a warrior like his father and the characters from the stories his parents told tales of when he was a child. He wanted to go out into the world and slay monsters for the glory of it. So he went and joined the Royal Navy for a while, giving him his first taste of life at sea.

Eventually a time came where the ship he was on, and the crew he was a part of would be attacked and laid waste to by some ferocious sea monster. He, a handful of other crew members, and the captain managed to escape alive by boarding a boat and rowing away while the monsters feasted on their unlucky friends.

They were stranded on a lone island for a few months, surviving by hunting animals and taking from their source of cleaner water. Eventually an opportunity arrived where they could return, as a ship was passing by. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a pirate ship, as they were forced to become part of their crew after watching their captain's murder.

Years would pass since then, and the pirate life rubbed off on dear William. He developed a taste for rum, and an attraction to money and valuable items. He earned himself the nickname of "Crow's Eye" for his skill in spotting out differences between naval ships and merchant ones from the crow's nest and on deck without the use of a scope.

The pirate captain, a member of the Knights, saw potential in "Crow" and took him under his wing as his apprentice, showing him how to fight the creatures that dwell in the sea, and roam on the land.

In time, his captain would be killed in a battle where their ship was boarded by a navy Frigate. He and some others took a chance to escape by cutting the ropes and sailing away during the battle. They managed to subdue those who still remained on the frigate and claim it as their own vessel. More years would pass since then, and William would take someone as his own apprentice.

His pirate days seemingly came to an end after one his crew members started a mutiny. They left him to rot on an island, though he's eventually find a fishing vessel sailing near to sneak onto.

Though his days as a real pirate were over, it didn't stop him from his role as a knight. He traveled from place to place on ships, and helped them escape sea creatures and storms of the unmerciful kind.

Nowadays, he still does. Though, he spends most of his free time drinking.

A Bleak Storm

@OnlyThePieCool! I just finished one up just for the occasion!

William

William "Crow's Eye" Baer

Or alternatively called

"Crow"

Age: 43

General Location of Operation: True, and constantly wanders from one place to another via ships (stolen or otherwise).

Preferred Dialogue Color(please put the color code): As blue and green as the deep sea...

Height: 6'4"

Weight: 198 lbs.

Appearance

General, non-combat, Apparel:


Armor and Weapons: Being a former pirate, Crow was never one to wear any sort of real armor, though he dies keep a few weapons on his person, which results in several injuries and wounds. It also means that he depends on evasion rather than standing his ground.
He carries four flintlock pistols and a harpoon. He also carries a sword, though they usually end up broken somehow. Nevertheless, he is skilled in handling it.
When available, he will carry on him one or two grenados.

Affiliates(Apprentices, Partners, etc.): A former apprentice by the name of Henry "Gill" Gilligan.

Afflictions: Bernard "Saltbull" Harris

Likes: Money, Rum, Treasure, Rum, Women, Rum, and the sea.

Dislikes: Anyone who disagrees with him on anything, people who take his rum while he's drinking, Bernard "Saltbull" Harris.

Fears: Crow has many fears, as he's superstitious. However, his main fear is that of bad luck.

Specialization: Started out specializing in hunting beasts and herbal monsters, but is now currently specialized in straight monster hunting.

Magic (if any): None, unless you count skill and luck.

History:

William was born in a town on the island of Great Britain. Strangely enough, he lived a somewhat normal early life. His parents weren't too nice, nor too strict. He went to school and learned what he needed to. Eventually, he grew into a respectable adult, working as a whaler of sorts, giving him his first experience of the sea, her dangers, and how to use a harpoon.

Of course, having a simple life was never in William's interest. He wanted to be a warrior like his father and the characters from the stories his parents told tales of when he was a child. He wanted to go out into the world and slay monsters for the glory of it. So he went and joined the Royal Navy for a while, giving him his first taste of life at sea.

Eventually a time came where the ship he was on, and the crew he was a part of would be attacked and laid waste to by some ferocious sea monster. He, a handful of other crew members, and the captain managed to escape alive by boarding a boat and rowing away while the monsters feasted on their unlucky friends.

They were stranded on a lone island for a few months, surviving by hunting animals and taking from their source of cleaner water. Eventually an opportunity arrived where they could return, as a ship was passing by. Unfortunately, it turned out to be a pirate ship, as they were forced to become part of their crew after watching their captain's murder.

Years would pass since then, and the pirate life rubbed off on dear William. He developed a taste for rum, and an attraction to money and valuable items. He earned himself the nickname of "Crow's Eye" for his skill in spotting out differences between naval ships and merchant ones from the crow's nest and on deck without the use of a scope.

The pirate captain, a member of the Knights, saw potential in "Crow" and took him under his wing as his apprentice, showing him how to fight the creatures that dwell in the sea, and roam on the land.

In time, his captain would be killed in a battle where their ship was boarded by a navy Frigate. He and some others took a chance to escape by cutting the ropes and sailing away during the battle. They managed to subdue those who still remained on the frigate and claim it as their own vessel. More years would pass since then, and William would take someone as his own apprentice.

His pirate days seemingly came to an end after one his crew members started a mutiny. They left him to rot on an island, though he's eventually find a fishing vessel sailing near to sneak onto.

Though his days as a real pirate were over, it didn't stop him from his role as a knight. He traveled from place to place on ships, and helped them escape sea creatures and storms of the unmerciful kind.

Nowadays, he still does. Though, he spends most of his free time drinking.

A Bleak Storm

Are you still accepting, because I'm a might bit interested.

Also, not to be THAT guy, but I thought it was spelled "Bestiary."

Luan: The Threat of Origin

@TheWildBunnii@Pathfinder@Cubix@OfficerHeadbutt@Mad Scarlet@Jerkchicken

Quick update. I'm going to start the RP tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll still be accepting characters, but I feel that everyone's waited long enough.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

First I'm playing pirate, now I'm playing merchant. I'm sure I can be a hybrid of sorts.

In any case, waiting for me? Sorry I took so long.

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

@Snarfulblast

Kaathe sighed. He had finally silenced the voice that bothered him. It was annoying. Suggesting that he should consider using a method of fighting that seemed completely stupid to him...what idiocy. Though it did have a point that his own contribution to battles has begun to deteriorate in effectiveness, as well as usefulness. Even if it was a dream, it was still quite the possibility for any one of those cultists to have such magic at their disposal. He'd need to start thinking about ways to overcome such obstacles. So far, there were only two options available that may work.

Suddenly, he hears his name being called out. By the sound of it, it was that Karl fellow. It seems he was gathering Knights to do something. Then the man mentioned the Kest.

"Kest? Those overgrown pests? They'd have have one large nest to present any real threat. Though, I guess this came from the dear captain, herself, if you're searching for me. In which case..."

Kaathe jumped up into the sky, and landed lightly on his feet behind Karl

"Fine. I need to vent some frustration anyway."

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

I spend a day removing a fxed rug, and I miss just about everything...Alright. Anyone want to summarize the event for me, please?

Luan: The Threat of Origin

@CubixThat works. If that's the case, then I'll accept him, and add him into the list of characters!

Knights of The Dawn Covenant: The Longest Winter

Alright! Kest hunting! How the hell do they look?