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To Become a Knight! ~ A Chivalric (Mis)Adventure

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A mix of emotions had been welling up inside the foreigner for quite a bit now. Zenshin was still surprised with himself that he had decided to uproot his life and follow his dream. Despite leaving without trace in pursuit of his goal, the boy couldn’t help but feel guilty for disappearing. It wasn’t as though this would be the first time he has let his family down. The discourse within was akin to that of a raging storm. These were the thoughts that flooded Zen’s head as he crossed the kings bridge.

As Zenshin approached his destination he could feel the anxiety settling in. Unsure of whether or not he made the right choice he was restless to see what the future held beyond this day. He had been tirelessly training for years on end, honing the gift of wielding snow magic. A rather rare phenomenon, he would be the first in his bloodline to possess 3 elements. A shaky smile formed on his face as he walked up to the knight who had been admitting participants into the arena. The man already seemed annoyed, go figure. He took one glance at Zenshin before dully going through his questioning.

"Name?"

"Z-Zenshin Ferros"

"Hailing from?"

"V-Valefor, Western Border"

A notable sigh came from the man as if giving the young foreigner the time of day was a waste of his time.

"Family Background?"

""Uhh..Ferros Family of Alchemists, we actually are a family that bre-"

"You can move along now" the man said cutting him off coldly.

"Oh...Okay"

Zenshin's body felt warm out of embarrassment as he moved along, perhaps he had a long day already? Nonetheless this feeling passed away quickly as he disappeared into the crowd of participants. A large amount seemed to have been interested in joining the knights and they came in all shapes and sizes, a few extraordinarily sized. I wonder what they feed him, Zen thought to himself as he saw a few people standing out the crowd like trees. Others seemed extraordinarily in shape as it seemed like their clothes clung to well sculpted bodies. Safe to say Zenshin was feeling out of his element here, he was definitely taller than the average but lacked a proper frame as he was stick skinny.

It'll be okay, just focus on yourself and it will work out. the boy thought to himself as he made his way through the crowd.

To Become a Knight! ~ A Chivalric (Mis)Adventure

Zenshin Ferros

_______________________________________________ // INFO P E R S O N A L D E T A I L S Full name Zenshin Ferros Age15 Gender Male Heritage 2nd son of Lerantus And Miriam Ferros, the Ferros family are located on the outskirts of the port town Fellshard in Valefor, the Ferros family has established themselves as a respective family of Alchemists and medical practitioners throughout the generations. Magical AffinityWater, Wind, Snow - // PERSONALITY P E R S O N A L I T Y Common screw-up Zenshin is a very self-conscious child who tends to be worried about others opinions and how they view the boy. In term it tends to have a negative effect on the boy as he tends to freeze up or completely botch things when performing tasks or magic with others around especially people he is unfamiliar with. Words sway him easily, compliments and reassurance often empowering the boy with hope and courage to take the leap of faith. While on the other hand insults or scolding him can have the opposite effect, inducing anxiety and thoughts of self doubt. Gentle Soul Zenshin possesses a kind soul treating anyone and everyone with kindness and respect even when they are rude to him. When it comes to those in need he is very willing to go extreme lengths to assist them even when he gains nothing as the personal satisfaction of knowing he made a difference gives him purpose. This deep level of empathy he has for other people has derived from his own trials and tribulations growing up. Deep down he wishes that he would receive the same treatment Emotionally driven Often times Zen tends to think more with his heart instead of his mean, impulsively taking on tasks or starting things he should have put more thought into as he makes decisions based on how he feels on the situation. Just as often this can get him into some troublesome situations that have him in over his head. Some might call him very flighty at times, particularly when his heart is swayed in a direction he is quick to follow his emotions. // SKILLSET S K I L L S E T Eye of newt and toe of frog… Coming from a long line of alchemists dating back centuries. Instilled into him at a very young age, Zen is well versed in the family business of brewing potions and medicines used for a multitude of different uses. This also includes resourcefulness when it comes to finding ingredients on the road and herbal knowledge. Well as long as his anxiety doesn’t get the better of him. He does screw things up pretty often. BRRRRRGH!!! Despite being of commoner blood, Zenshin possesses a innate talent over the secondary element of snow. Zen is able to erect large shards of ice from the ground as well as throw them as projectiles. He is even proficient in covering the ground in a layer of slippery ice in order to throw off I need a medic! In order to make use of their alchemical expertise, members of house ferros also undergo medical training in order to understand the effects that certain ingredients have on the body. This not only includes a physical understanding of the human body but also a extensive understanding of magic and how it interacts with the human body as well.

Physical Description Tall and wiry are the correct words that define Zenshin. Standing in at 5’10 and weighing about 145 lbs, Zen's slim and tall frame along with his vibrant brown complexion often gets him a fair amount of looks here and there. Upon his head lays a tuft of black and brown hair draping down his face and over his ears to meet a pair of soft amber eyes. Zen facial structure possesses strong cheek bones, a sharp jawline, and a small and slim nose that compliments his face nicely. As far as clothing goes, Zen possesses a rather limited wardrobe featuring a small assortment of cloak and loose fitting clothes of standard quality varying in thickness as he enjoys wearing clothing that don't restrict his movement too much. Coupled along with these cloaks are loose fitting pants along with sandals. Character Conceptualization The Ferros family came to settle in Valefor not too long after the war. With their medical contributions and alchemical knowledge, the Ferros family quickly established themselves as a respected and known family in Valefor as well as having small influence within other nations. Zenshin is the first born of the current Ferros family head Lurantus Ferros and his wife Miriam Ferros, Zenshin is the eldest of 4 kids, 3 boys and 1 girl. From an early age he took part in the same rigorous training and studying that his forefathers has took apart of at an early age but he seemed to always fall short in ability, failing to show alchemical talent worthy of taking notice. His father was rather wary early on in entrusting the boy with the guiding the family in the right path. When his brother Lionel was of age to partake in studies he showed immediate promise and results, garnering the favor of their father as he began to focus more on his alchemical prodigy. Lionel quickly picked up on the topics that were being taught to him and an advanced understanding at a young age. It wasn’t long before he caught up to his brother whom had 4 years of age on him. As time went on Lionel’s shadow quickly casted over Zenshin as his younger brother became the talk of the town managing to catch up and surpass Zenshin in his studies. The gap between the two only seemed to grow from there, even worse as the more Zenshin fell short the more he felt disconnected. Word would begin to spread of the Ferros family prodigy. Even his other 2 younger siblings showed more promise than their eldest brother further tanking Zen’s confidence. Along with his relationships went his confidence as well as he developed social anxiety from the constant comparison. This was also roughly around the time where he would begin to find solace within the legend of Grayle, the boy finding amazement within the courage that Grayle possessed to defy the odds. Perhaps he could maybe follow in his footsteps. It was true the stakes were different, while Grayle was destined to be the white knight who would save the world. Zenshin was tasked with being a competent family head and even then he couldn’t do that. Even so a boy could dream. Around the age of 11, Zenshin would begin spending his free time practicing his magic within the forest outside of his house. He would train extensively as he channeled his strong emotions into his magic, despite not being gifted with alchemical or medical talent the boy did possess control over the element of snow which was a feat in itself. Even so this did not sway his father in any way as their values did not align. The more Zenshin would train and cultivate his magic the more he would find himself fantasizing about joining the knight order founded by Grayle and making a name for himself. No longer would he be in his brother Lionel’s shadow. No longer the black sheep of the family but a talented child who created his own path. More importantly he’d reclaim the admiration of his father once again. Alas once he reached a point in his magic he deemed competent he left without a trace. Casting away what seemed like shackles and following his dream on a whim, Zenshin was never more sure about something in his young life. Other Information Despite having trained his magic Zenshin possess 0 combat experience has he only has ever casted his spells on still objects nor has he ever held a weapon of any sorts.

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Julius Grant

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@Lucius Cypher@Silver Carrot@PigeonOfAstora@Conscripts@AThousandCurses@Melpaws

The ride down the elevator was a long one at that, the smell of vomit and cigarette smoke growing more prominent the further the elevator took them down. The swordsman replied to his comment while also assuring Adalias survival, how noble.

“And they said chivalry was dead”

Likewise, Julius also made it his goal to ensure Adalia survived too, not out of the kindness of his heart but more so because of her history.

Julius was a bit surprised that the elevator took them underground, he made sure to make a mental note of this. It won’t be easy to comeback this way once fighting breaks out. Eventually they reached their destination and Julius was mentally prepared for a brawl only to find out it wasn’t what he had expected.

Based off the first impressions you would think this place would be equally as rundown as the outside but it was a high-end luxurious restaurant. Instantly a million things began to fire off in Julius’s head as he retracted his staff to pen sized form. He was caught off guard by the exotic wild life that swam through the tanks that illuminated the space. His bewilderment was broke by the system in place to protect the identity of not only the workers but the clientele as well.

“Welcome to Yamakazi, Agents. Do you have a reservation?”

Was it that obvious to know who they were? Perhaps they knew they were coming already based off Rokkit landing the ship at their doorstep? It didn’t help they came off the elevator armed to the teeth with weapons ready for a fight. The older woman took initiative and opened up with saying they did not have a reservation. The honest route but this restaurant did not seem like the type to just have an open seat for 5 on hand unless by strike of luck there was a cancellation…

He then heard the swordsman contact shorty and asked if she was seeing this, Julius put two and two together and took the lead as he walked to the front, placing a hand on the older woman’s soldier. His expression changed from his usual deadpan to a very cheery one. The boy turned on his comms with a sleight of hand as he adjusted his long hair.

“I must’ve forgot to mention it but shorty here got us some reservations luckily. They should be under Adalia.” As he spoke he made sure to look at Adalia in order to con the employee into believing it, while at the same time simultaneously sending a signal for shorty to secure the group a table. Before the employee could double check Julius made sure to catch his attention.

“Also one of my colleagues here isn’t feeling too good and vomited on your elevator on the way down here, he suffers from bad motion sickness. Could I trouble you for a glass of water please?” Julius said as he gestured to Milton behind him. Julius hoped he would take the bait and buy shorty some time to secure a reservation for them. She didn’t have too but it was better than nothing.

The Wards: A Grimdark Teenage Superhero Story (Rebooted!)

<Snipped quote by pkken>

Hello! Given RBY's predicament spoken of above, I think we'd be more than happy with a potential addition to the roster, if you'd like to come up with something. If you need help, feel free to ask anyone around, though I'm typically always around :3

In general the forum is closed, but I'm willing to make an exception when someone shows this much interest and asks so politely lol

@Mintz

Thanks you for the opportunity and squeezing me in despite having a pretty large class. I will reach out if I need assistance!

The Wards: A Grimdark Teenage Superhero Story (Rebooted!)

@Akayaofthemoon@Mintz

Hi there, I know that you guys are already full and all. I’m just now seeing this thread and I just wanted to say that I really enjoy the layout as well as how you two are running this rp so far. I’m not sure if you planned on having new people fill in empty spots incase someone were to drop but I’d love to be apart of what you have going on here. If not I understand completely and will watch from the sidelines.

Thanks in advance!

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Julius Grant

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@Lucius Cypher@Silver Carrot@PigeonOfAstora@Conscripts@AThousandCurses

The one armed man from the group would walk up next to giving his own thoughts on the plan, pretty much agreeing with what Julius had said. Julius took note of him as he unsheathed his blade.

So we have a one armed swordsman in our group. He must still be capable if Nevyn brought him in.

Shortly after he felt someone cling onto his back, in which he quickly turned to see who had invaded his personal space. Though after seeing whom it was he let out a sigh as the girl was basically quivering in fear. Before he could address Adalia, one of their other teammates waltzed right through the front door before falling. Quickly, Julius turned to see what was going on only to find a puddle of vomit. An audible sigh of disappointment was let out. Great, now there is two people on the team who will have to be baby sat. On another note the entrance to the building was more so an elevator they probably would have to take down, and it had vomit in it.

From there on the one armed swordsman walked through and suggested to the guy that vomited in the elevator to perhaps wait outside before asking if anyone would be going down. Julius would feel Adalia's tiny hands cling tighter to his coat before wishing them the best of luck. An older member of the group stepped up, commenting on Adlia's cowardice before stepping into the elevator as well. The woman also requested that Rokkit stays upstairs which was also probably for the best considering he wouldn't fit on the elevator. As she spoke he took note of her Anima as well.

Julius spun his staff shortening it as he walked onto the elevator.

"We're coming along as well, with me and our swordsman here as the front line we can really throw them into disarray and clear a path if needed."

Rokkit seemed to buy into the plan as well but on the condition that he is coming in as soon as the fighting starts or if they take too long which was fair. He was much more reasonable then expected.

With Julius stepping on he took the elevator was now full, in which shortly after the older woman asked if they minded that she smoked.

"Be my guest, nothing like smoke and vomit to remind you of the shitty 6th" he smirked. "Hope you all pull your weight, drag your lifeless bodies out of there." the boy said, particularly looking at Milton who seemed fine now and Adalia, before tapping the button that was labeled "Yamakazi Restaurant" with his staff.

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Julius Grant

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The flight there was a reckless one at that, there were plenty of near misses which made the man question whether or not he should pilot them home. Nonetheless, Rokkit was able to to get them there alive, some more than others as one of the agents was barely responsive . The location of interest was definitely suspicious enough, a back alley restaurant within the second pillar was a decent idea but not good enough if they were able to be located rather quickly.

The agents would exit the vehicle and prepare for the incoming battle with Rokkit leading the charge and planning on going in with guns blazing. Despite not being Julius’s initial plan it was the best option they got. Most likely there was a lookout situated in one of these buildings whom already alerted the perpetrator of the agents arrival as soon as the ship arrived. If that wasn’t a giveaway then an Ork armed to the teeth walking straight for the establishment would be the second tip off. Just like the agents, whomever was inside were probably prepping for the impending battle.

Julius reached into his pocket and grabbed his Anima, the lotus staff, within his hands it transformed into its normal form. One of their other teammates, a woman of comparatively older age proposed the idea that they take control of the room with weapons out.

“Not a bad idea but we will have to act fast, we should act off the assumption that they already know that we are here. I doubt WIZARD wouldn’t have somebody playing lookout for one of their significant members. We need to strike fast or we will only be at a bigger disadvantage.”

Julius said as he raised his Anime for battle.

“Let’s try to take the target and anyone of relative significance alive big guy, a couple of broke bones are fine as long as they can talk.” Julius said as he waited for Rokkit to start the battle.

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Julius Grant

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Julius braces for impact as the ork accepted his gesture, hard to believe that the guy was stronger than he has imagined. His name was Rokkit and he had an interesting accent, one the boy hadn’t heard before surely. Then again there are all types of people within Soma so he wasn’t too surprised. As Julius soothed the dull pain in his arm his attention was brought to the sound of screaming. The boy tilted his head to the side to see a small lady with cat ears gazing upon Rokkit in terror while apologizing.

Despite his stature, Rokkit was actually pretty reasonable and gentle with her. Pretty much treating her like a kid if anything, Julius just observed in silence for the most part. Perhaps she was too busy being afraid of Rokkit to notice him there. Even with Rokkit being forgiving, the cat girl looked like she was ready to burst into tears at anytime. She managed to say something but it was a garble of words which confused Julius and possibly Rokkit as well. She then straightened herself out briefly before shouted out loud

“A-Adalia Isola Rosenthal”

Immediately upon hearing that last name, a bunch of questions popped into Julius’s head. Prior to this job, Julius had got the chance to work with the Rosenthal family. It was hard to believe that she was a Rosenthal, and even now apart of a security unit. Perhaps they could have a chat about it sometime in the future. After the girl introduced herself to Rokkit she retreated to her locker to prepare. In which Julius also took it as his time to leave. While he had been pondering it seemed as though a drone came and assisted the ork with his situation.

“Welp, that was strange. I’m going ahead, see ya at the ship” the boy said putting his hands in his jacket as he took off.

@Lucius Cypher

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Julius Grant

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Julius propped his chin up with his hand as their commander, Nevyn, debriefed the group on their first mission as well as shared a bit of his background. He was a rather interesting fellow, having been a fixer, he was a decorated individual who was hand picked for the job.

It seems as though Julius was right about having to look into the attack from the other day. The terrorist group WIZARD were the ones to blame for the attack. Who else to track down this highly organized terrorist group equipped with significant firepower? The freshly put together team whom just came together less than 10 minutes ago....great. Not only that but he seemed to be rushing them out the door to their demise. Looks like the benefits that came with the job are beginning to show their costs, imminent peril at a moments notice.

Julius made sure to make a mental note about this woman's Anima, he was sure someone like this would have some equally powerful friends. This mission won't be a breeze by any means, they were even given the option to capture or kill the said perpetrator. Capture is a possibility but it wont be easy, unless someone on the team had something for that but at what cost? It would be with the risk of causalities which in turn would cause more public uncertainty. Even his teammates raised some similar questions, but furthermore it seemed like it did not matter all to much to Nevyn. In the commanders eyes they were expendable, just like the last security unit who were wiped out. If they were to fail he could always just hire a new one on moments notice.

Welp, I don't plan on dying anytime soon so looks like we have a job on our hands Julius let out with a sigh.

Nevyn's assistant, Alayna, took over from there and explained the locker rooms as well as what they should expect to find within their lockers. It was actually pretty convenient, he didn't expect anything less from the unit. They even assigned Anima to those who didn't have one. Julius made his way to the locker with the rest of his unit, his assigned locker seemed to be more towards the end of the room. Inside he found everything Alayna spoked about, Uniform, PDA, Headset, and holo-badge . His even had...an umbrella? Wait was that supposed to be his assigned Anima? what the hell was he supposed to do with that? Julius brushed the thought of protecting his enemy from rainfall to the side as he slipped the PDA and holo-badge into one of the many pockets on his coat. He then put the headset into his ear and gave it a test.

"Switch to channel 4"

"Channel 4 selected"

The voice that replied back to him was a clear and pleasant voice of a mid-age woman. Once Julius was geared up for the mission he turned to his shoulder to see the big guy slapping the gear onto his body and then tying his uniform around his neck. Julius just watched with a deadpan look, so much for a first impression huh. He heard the guy mumble about the gear. Now was a good a time as ever to break the ice right?

"Hey, you don't have to wear the uniform if you don't want to. As long as you have your badge and other equipment you should be fine. I'm sure its probably uncomfortable for a big guy like you" Julius said trying his best not to stair at the mess of technology on the ork's helmet.

"Names, Julius Grant." the boy said holding his fist out waiting for the Ork to bump it. It seemed less painful then shaking this guys hand.

@Lucius Cypher

Delta End

Julius Grant

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BEEP BEEP BEEP

click

With great annoyance, sigh echoes within Julius's bedroom following the abrupt ring of the alarm clock. As the new security agent swung his feet out of bed he took a moment to wake himself and muster up strength to get up and start his day. Vigorously, he rubbed his eyes until he was nearly blind before stretching and standing up on his own two feet. Upon his toes making contact with the hardwood floor of his bedroom the boy gathered his bearings a bit before making his way out the room.

That's going to take some time getting used to

For a native of the second pillar it wasn't much of a big deal but for Julius's case it was something he hadn't adjusted to. A nice hardwood floor that you did not have to gamble on winning splinters from was something entirely different from the ex-6th pillar resident. Nonetheless the boy was slowly warming up to the coziness of his new home provided by the security unit. His home was a standard 1 bed 1 bath and good enmities, his favorite one being the in-home laundry system.

As he slugged his way over to the bathroom he took notice of the mop of hair atop his head in which he instantly took a comb to and brushed out his hair until he didn't look stupid before tying hair that traveled down his neck into a small ponytail. While Julius brushed his teeth he read up on the news displayed upon the mirror in his bathroom. Aside from the 'situation' that happened recently, not much was being displayed. It was clear enough someone must have had bad blood with late council member, and most likely he'd have to look into it. Julius was already aware of how much of a pain this would be but nonetheless his new job was protecting the privilege of the 2nd pillars residents first and foremost.

Julius slipped into some decently breathable attire. A large black tactical combat shirt along with some grey cargo pants. Over it he wore a large yellow and white parka adorned with black and sand colored accents. Before leaving his house he grabbed his wallet, goggles, and most importantly his Anima. As he wielded the staff he gave the weapon a few spins before shrinking it down to the size of a pen and stuffed into his coat pocket.

Before long he was on the streets of the 2nd pillar and grabbing a bite to eat at a local breakfast vendor. Usually his go to being a bacon egg and cheese breakfast sandwich, From there he was on his way to the tower. While taking his walk Julius sunk his teeth into the sandwich while taking in the scenery. The 2nd pillar truly was a much different place, not nearly as rugged and dirty as the 6th nor as openly corrupted as the 4th was. Even the people were seemingly pretty friendly, it was almost something like a foreign land. On the streets pretty much everyone was talking about the assassination which was not much of a surprise. The public is in fear, not only did whomever manage to kill a newly appointed council member but there was plenty of other causalities. Not the mention that the culprits are still at large, at least in the publics eyes.

Not before long, The sandwhich was finished and Julius was in the front yard of the tower. He had never really came close to one of these and it was surely a sight to see. It truly was an icon almost reminiscent to that of a symbol, for civilians to take purchase in and criminals to fear. Even the people who came inside and out the building, most of them being dressed in business attire with a few exceptions.

Passing through security was easy enough, pretty much just taking all the stuff out of his pockets and placing them through the checkpoint. Now he simply had to ask for instructions at reception

"Morning, I'm looking for the IXth SU δ Division"

The lady directed the new recruit towards the elevators, before leaving off he gave his thanks and hopped into the elevator. Before long he had reached the meeting place, he had deducted that he was probably one of the last one to arrive considering that there was already a decent amount of people already there. Couple that with the time and you have your verdict. Julius decided to hang out in the back of the group, not wanting to attract anymore attention then he already has being one of the stragglers. Nonetheless he didn't mind considering that the scenic route was definitely more enjoyable