Pathfinder

Dragon Age RP?

Name: Hardin Cromwell Race: Human Class: Sword and Shield Warrior Appearance: A handsome man in his own "wandering adventurer" way. His head is dominated by unkempt shoulder length hair that takes on the color of brown bark and is usually left to the wind. In addition his eyes are almost always locked in a steely gaze, only softening when alcohol is involved or when a true friend is involved. Hardin's nose has a slight bump to it, obviously from a break, however it does little to detract from its strong profile while his lips are fairly thin and are usually pressed in a line save for the occasional smirk. Hardin has many battle scars from his adventures, little things that aren't worth much talk but add to his overall look but there is a large burn scar on his back that starts from the middle of his back to just under his right ear. Beyond that he is fairly normal, standing at about 6'2 and a heavy build from years of physical exertion.

Arms/Armor

Personality: A wanderer, never really staying in one place long. Because of that he is a little guarded in concern to others as he has never had a reason to open up. However he is loyal to any cause he pledges himself to and his time on the road has lead him to develop a dry wit, a taste for ale, and the company of strong women. Backstory: Orphaned during the blight, raised by a widowed soldier, and breaking out on his own on his 19th birthday. Hardin has traveled across Ferelden in search of purpose, drifting from expeditions to mercenary group. He has seen horrors and wonders, fought dragons, scoured ruins, killed bandits, and cleared man taverns. Anyone who tries to pry too far gets stern look and a cold shoulder, especially if you ask about the scar upon his back. Skills: - Shield Wall - Payback Strike - Shield Bash - Grappling Chain - Horn of Valor

Dragon Age RP?

I'm down for a little Inquisition lovin.

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Tsim

Taking a step back from his great library, Tsim gazed upon it fondly as a new scroll was added to the collection. This one on the Razor-Quill Boars that made their home in the Desert of Flames. They really were quite interesting beasts. How they could survive the heat of the day was beyond him yet but he would learn eventually, he just needed to commission a scholar and maybe a hunter. Being as big as he was did have some disadvantages, alas there was no way of changing that. With That though he went on his way, it had been so very long since he had taken time for himself and decided now would be the time. Walking upon his great wings like a macabre bat Tsim left his cave and took to the skies after a long stretch of his odd wings. Soaring through the sky brought out a great glee from Tsim, for all his eloquence and knowledge he was still a dragon. Deciding to indulge on his baser pleasures he quickly flew and dove into the great sands of the desert and began to move through it like a serpent of the seas in search of a meal. Traveling swiftly through the sands Tsim found what he was looking for, relatively. Stopping his movements, Tsim raised from the sands slightly, only enough for his horn and snout to leave the sand. Smelling the air Tsim unveiled his target to be a Gurn, a large lumbering thing with tough meat but alot of it. The creature was old, exceedingly large, and at the end of its rope. Perfect. Dipping down back into the sand, Tsim dug deep before surging upwards and exploding from underneath the beast. Up in the air it rose as Tsims jaws punctured its rough hide and crushed the organs underneath, its death was painless and swift. After gorging on the soft innards and larger meats of the creature, Tsim took to the air once again and left the rest for the scavengers. After several circles he found the largest rock in the Desert of Flames, the uppermost part of a once great mountain, and laid himself upon its surface. Preparing for a long nap upon its sun warmed surface.

From the Ashes shall be Woken

Name: Jitharee Race: Argonian Age: 32 Gender: Male Appearance: Jitharee is a large Argonian, reaching 6'2 and nearly as wide as an orc. His bodily scales take the color of greenish black and a grey chest and neck while the scales atop his head are bone white in color, giving it the appearance of bone instead of flesh. The snout on his head is fairly bare with the only several jaw horns to speak of however a large claw scar runs from the top of his snout to the bottom of the right side of his jaw, a larger run runs across his chest and an uglier one runs down his spine. Jitharee's scales are a lot rougher than the average Argonian with ridges and bumps more akin to that of a crocodile. Lastly his eyes are very dark in color, almost completely black. Personality: Jitharee is a individual hardened by conflict, pain, and cruelty. It will take time for the shell to crack or earn his trust but when you do you will have a friend who will lay down his life a thousand times for yours. Background: Once a warrior, a husband, and a freeman. Now a laborer, a widower, and a slave. All because of that damned elf. Abilities: - Born of the Hist - Argonian racial abilities - A superb warrior - Can create basic Argonian arms and armor. - Knows what you should, and should not eat in the wilderness

From the Ashes shall be Woken

I'm still game.

Warhammer 40k: Out of the Warp (A chaos Centric 40k RP)

Woot.

From the Ashes shall be Woken

I'm interested, anything to say for backstory?

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Aaaand done.

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Hmm, I'm having trouble with a Backstory. Tsim is a glorified librarian and that (surprisingly) is pretty going to write about.

By Wings of Death (Dragon RP)

Name - Tsim Appearance - Skills - Tsim travels quickly through the sands, swimming through it like a great fish or worm. This ability has also taught him the mastery of ambush. However Tsim is a scholar first and for most, with a wealth of knowledge, relics, and treasures at his disposal. Mostly willing to trade stories and talks of Culture rather than devour you. Magical abilities - Tsim has extensive knowledge in the magic of illusion and is able to cast from a wide pool of spells. His only offensive abilities is his breath, taking the form of a solid stream of intense heat. Backstory - Tsim has always been an advocate for peace among dragon kind, staying out of any and all major conflicts in recent history much like his forbears did. Sure when he was young and reckless he would go out and fight like a sword on the wind but those days have long since past after a run in with a very large and very powerful dragon. The batter was short lived and it shattered Tsim's confidence in his indestructability gained from youth. After nursing his wounds, Tsim dedicated himself to the work his ancestors started, the advancement and preservation of knowledge. Through this pursuit Tsim has traveled throughout many lands, scouring desolate ruins from long dead civilizations and digging for their knowledge, treasures, and secrets. During one of these expeditions Tsim traveled to a dwarven hold, so ancient it was nearly recognizable as being such. In it he found many things, old tomes, hordes of gold, and mighty arms and armor. However there was something dark inside the depths, something that could never reach the surface nor could anyone else find it. To prevent its discovery Tsim called upon his strongest mystical allies and together they hid the opening with a powerful illusion, causing anyone to come close to voluntarily decide to turn around and leave. In addition he moved his holding to the Desert of Flames for further protection and now lives as the guardian of Ulthage. Holdings- The Desert of Flames Current location- The Horde of Knowledge, Tsim's personal library. Allegiance- Independent, several colleges of study and research. Other - IN HONOR OF RYLATH - In generally a pacifist, but will fight tooth and nail when provoked. - Harbors no ill will towards humans or dwarves, no one is responsible for their ancestors actions. - Has a live and let live policy with the corrupted and even has a friend among the more mellow members.