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Fallen Realms: The Ruins of Ironshore (An exploration and dungeon crawling based RP)

I think waiting a bit, maybe an hour or two, to let people siphon in for the start would be nice. If an hour's up and nobody else says anything though? Sure, let's start

Fallen Realms: The Ruins of Ironshore (An exploration and dungeon crawling based RP)

Sounds good ^~^ Looking forward to seeing all the fun NPC whackiness that we have xD

Starting locales for scenarios, eh? I see... Hnn... I'll likely hang back a bit myself to see what others do for a bit

Fallen Realms: The Ruins of Ironshore (An exploration and dungeon crawling based RP)

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basic information

Full Name
Delilah of Kv'Othe [Kiev-Oath]

Age
19

Gender
Female

Race
Human - Kv'Othe

Appearance
The girl has white hair. Her most noticeable feature would be her eyes; one eye is a piercing, analytical, orb whereas the other is dull and lifeless, and their peculiar violet colour is a dead giveaway of her Kv'Otheian nationality. Her body is thin and nondescript, sub-par in comparison to other females, but does have muscle tone associated with consistent firearm use and disciplined footwork. She has an aura of confidence, which often-times seems to portray an underlying self-loathing which would appear to be the girl's primary drive in life.

Clothing
Her usual attire consists of light clothing that is focused on mobility and comfort, but hides her body entirely. Her attire bears the peculiar black star of the Kv'othe imperial military, and upon closer inspection reveals Delilah to be a 'Mali', an extension upon the military focused on recon and special tasks

Armour
Her armor is simply a very thick cloak over some basic leather armor created in the style of Kv'Othe military forces.

Other
-Ammunitions pouches - pouches that store ammunition!

background

Volunteer - Issued by the Divine Queen

"Captain, your ship boasts more people than my home town does."

-These were words the first words uttered by the stoic girl from the land Kv'othe to the captain of the Cutlass

Delilah of Kv'Othe is a particularly stoic individual who has, for the most part, shunned attention during her six months aboard the Cutlass. That's not to say she didn't chat when spoken to, but she didn't seek out any conversation herself unless approached directly. This tendency of hers to remain secluded and silent has lead the crew of the Cutlass to stereotype her in with the rest of her people as spies.

She released very few details about herself on this journey, answering most questions tersely and abruptly. However, six months is more than enough time for people to learn about even the most stoic and withdrawn of individuals and a few key points of Delilah's personality have undoubtedly been learned.

First off, anyone who spends a lengthy period of time- such as six months- with the gal will eventually take note of the peculiar rituals she performs every so often. She would occasionally smear her face with paints and dyes, walk the length of the Cutlass once before donning her thick cloak and hiding herself away again. This was the most obvious of the rituals she performed, but a few others would stand out as well. She would go weeks without eating, or spend several days meditating without rest-- all of which is a part of her religion, which most consider strange.

On the personal front, Delilah was very reserved. She spoke little of herself, and often kept her body hidden by the thick robes and cloaks she wore-- only removing them for the peculiar ritual where she walked the ship's length, and even then her clothing was conservative yet mobile. She has shown a fondness for the dark, though, and often-times stays above-decks during the night, whilst staying below-decks during the day. Unless the captain had need of her, of course. Other than these minor points, she revealed very little besides her name and nation.

The more observant of individuals would certainly have noticed how she favors her left eye, constantly keeping people addressing her to the right of her body.

morality

Moral Alignment
Lawful Evil

Selflessness
3

Snobbery
4

Racist Tendencies
Elves and their pointy eared arrogance! Damn them!

Piety
8 - Kv'Othe Worship

Justice
2

Sexist Tendencies
7 - We all bleed the same

combative skills

Mali - Her training as a Mali of the Kv'Otheian military, which is essentially a 'Special Tasks Group', emphasized the use of firearms as a primary means of engagement. A secondary priority within this training was the down-and-dirty art of 'brawling', I.E using the body as a weapon, as well as the use of Eiderhalter in melee combat. Blade work was the least trained aspect of the Mali training, and each Mali bears a blade of their own handiwork.

Primary Weapon
Flintlock rifle

Secondary Weapon(s)
2x Eiderhalter

Hidden/Stored Weapons
Emergency knife - essentially a weaponized kitchen knife that Delilah crafted herself - within a boot

passive

Main Skills
Meditation - assists against fatigue and other such trivialties
Recon skills - She's a scout, duh
Endurance - the girl is surprisingly durable for her size, and can appear quite tireless at times
Torture - everyone has a 'scream' button

Secondary Skills
-Smithing/Metalwork
-Lock picking/breaking
-Ventriloquism
-Basic First aid
-Basic survival skills

Items of Note
A basic kit of first aid materials; bandages, splints, etc.

Anti-Godmod 3000

Achilles’ Heel
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Blind-zone - Her left eye is blinded, leaving her with a rather exploitable blind-side.

Dungeon Stomp: Ruins of Ironshore

Oh, goodie. That tells me I should work on a profile as fast as inhumanely possible-

XD Looking forward to it!

Blind Hand - Chapter 1 : Pathways

Wendy struggled forward, grunting and yelping in pain for every inch of ground she covered...until she so desperately made it to the edge of the lake. She plunged her restrained hands into the waters and tried to use the gloves to scoop water up towards her face to no avail-- the thick wool absorbed water rather than carried it. She let out a pathetic cry and just...seemed to give up, not having noticed the others in the area at all yet. She let her body go limp, and slumped down as her hands sunk into the cool waters quietly.

After a few seconds she shot back up, her eyes full of sudden realization. She lifted her head suddenly, and stared down at her hands in the water very intently as she licked her lips impatiently...

Please...please work.... her brain whispered to herself as she moved her hands furiously in the water, the gloves filled with the liquid as well as full of it. After a few more seconds she laughed, rather depravedly, as she pulled her hands out of the water-- and out of the handcuffs. she pulled her arms out of the water, the skin up to her forearm now replaced entirely by crystalline water that faded back into skin just above the elbow. She closed her eyes, wincing prematurely, as she pulled her liquid hand out of the handcuffs with no problem whatsoever. She stared, stunned, at her hand...the clear liquid with light blue tones reflected light and allowed her to see through it...

At the other people. She froze up- figuratively speaking, of course- and slowly pulled her other hand out of the handcuffs as well, her delight at her freedom dashed by the memory of her detainment. These people, dressed similarly to her, might also have been kidnapped...If they were, they might help Wendy!-- Oh dear lord that man is glittering in the sunlight...

She had her gaze turn suddenly to the frost covered male as she self-consciously looked at her arms made of water and placed her hands against the grass, moisture leaking from her and into the plant as she focused, once again, on pulling the quality of what she touched into her body...

And slowly the water faded back into skin. Skin began to grow fibrous, thick, strong. Muscle and bone turning into a substance that emulated grass. The pale skin slowly grafting into the light green shades of grass, her skin folding over and becoming replaced by layer after layer of roots and leaves, until her arms were completely replaced by the strong fibers of plant-matter and the energy-giving properties of Photo-synthesis. She hadn't quite figured out how her body could handle that, and wasn't even sure if she had that aspect of her power figured out yet-- but she definitely felt a lack of necessity on that front. The less she knew about this curse the better.

And so, with green arms-- all the way up to the shoulder-- the girl pushed herself up, grimacing as her leg screamed with pain, and limped towards the group of people slowly...picking up traces of chatter as she did so, but nothing actually understandable. Just voices, voices of people she hoped would help her. To be frank, she was incredibly intimidated by every single person here. The stigma that the government only took bad people was still somewhat grounded in her head, despite her own kidnapping. Maybe it's just the shock, who knows?

As she approached she faltered in her steps as a woman who seemed to be emanating electricity with every step appeared in the clearing. She shuddered, realizing that she wasn't really safe from...anyone...with plants for arms. At least, she didn't feel as if she was.

Dungeon Stomp: Ruins of Ironshore

Your style of magic is the same I usually use xD

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy RP

H-hnn, I'm sorry. I'll be dropping out of this I'm afraid- plate's a bit full and crowds aren't exactly my favorite stuff

Dungeon Stomp: Ruins of Ironshore

...... I can't stop giggling, but no- I think i've got everything xD

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy RP

I use exaggerations often, sorry! I forget that tone is often lost through text ^~^

Estermere - A Medieval Fantasy RP

I believe that properly made and fitted plate mail is rather mobile, but mass produced/secondhand make wouldn't fit proper and would limit mobility understandably- but even then, not too horribly negatively.

Plate mail is also, for the most part, capable of sustaining black powder rifle shots-- to the torso, at least. Not many, but one shot wouldn't penetrate fully. It'd crush the armor in and likely kill them anyway, but the armor could be fixed up good as new rather easily-

But this is neither here nor there xD