Raijinslayer

Natrelmon: Reckoning [Creature Capture]

Xander

The light of Ielle had only just begun to peek over the horizon as a small fleet of Xanite boats slid across the water into the Toranese docks, already alight with activity as fishermen, sailors, and dockhands prepared to start another day of hard labor. Among them all, however, were a group of young men and woman chatting excitedly with one another, backs laden with heavy packs full of traveling equipment. these were the current generation of Tamers, ready to take on the Rites and seek fame and fortune, or at the very least, new experiences to help them all grow into proper members of society. The Toranese looked over the groups with smiles and fond farewells, even wishing a few of them luck on their coming journey. One such youth, however, hung back to watch the others move into the city proper.

"Hmph. Not like you to hesitate."

Xander jumped at the voice behind him, turning to see his father walking up with a slew of nets slung over his shoulder, rubbing at his neck with a free hand as a yawn bellowed out from his large frame. Xander coughed into a closed hand as he regained composure, shifting his bag a bit before turning to his father with a grin to try and reassure him.

"Ah, it's just a bit of nerves, that's all." He took a step back, unsure of what else he could say. Of what else he even should say. The silence that hung between the two was almost palpable. You need to say something. This is awkward. Just blurt it out, even if it's stupid.

"So, uh. . . guess this is good-bye, huh? Kind of wild, ya know, me going out into the world by myself. Hopefully, I don't manage to set the whole continent on fire."

"Heh, I wouldn't put that past you, all things considered." A beat. His father keeps rubbing his neck as he looks out across the ocean. "Look. . . be careful out there, okay son? I know that things have been. . . tense between us for a while but I don't want you to think I don't care for you. That I don't worry." He was looking at Xander now, grey eyes boring into purple as the young man felt a hand on his shoulder before he was pulled into a hug. Xander's eyes widened at first, and he remained frozen for half a second, before easing into the rare display of affection and hugging the large man back.

"Geeze, when did you become such a softy, huh? Talk about embarrassing."

A chuckle, deep and throaty, was all he got in response as his father released him, rustling his hair with a playfulness that Xander couldn't remember seeing for quite some time. The two bid farewell to each other, grabbing each other's forearms in a proper Xanite goodbye before heading off on their separate ways. While Xander didn't quite know what to make of his father's sudden display of emotion. . . he had to admit, it definitely helped him be a bit less afraid of what was to come next. With a wide grin on his face, Xander fished out his relic from his pack, twirling it around with a practiced flourish before he bolted towards the city gates. Before he could even think about facing the first Arena challenge, he had some friends to make.

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The city of Toran had gone from a quiet ghost town to a bustling metro as Ielle rose higher and higher in the sky, and it wasn't until well into the morning that Xander came back to the city, covered in scuff marks and bruises, but positively gleaming with exuberant pride and cheerfulness. The reasons for his cheerfulness were quite plain to see, as he was positively surrounded by a bevy of Natrelmon. Most immediately noticeable of them all was the one he was riding on, a grumpy-looking Grianos that seemed less than pleased to have some brat riding along it's back, followed by a rather bored Bovent lazily chewing cud. A Loutilla sat on the Bovent's back, it's purple-red petals fluttering nervously as it kept peaking over the Bovent's head at the Grianos, only to dive back down whenever the rocky lizard seemed to glance their way. While to most, these kind of Natrelmon weren't terribly uncommon for the area, the ones on either side of the young trainer's "mount" drew a bit more attention. Strolling along with the Grianos was a Doshe, it's steel carapace shining brightly in the sun's light as it proudly scuttled with its trainer. From time to time the Doshe would give a slight hiss towards anyone that got to close, though that was often cut short by a curt word from Xander as he didn't want it to become happen with the young steel type.

The other strange sight was the Mythari gliding just a bit overheard the group, dipping down every so often to trot along the ground next to Xander and chastise the Doshe when it tried to spook a passerby when Xander was distracted. A rather magnificent specimen, the muted colors along its body still shone gloriously in the light of Ielle, with small bits of crackling electricity dancing off them every so often. A curious blemish on the creature's body, however, was a rather prominent line of scar tissue that traced one of the wings on its left side, as well as a similar line of markings that traced themselves upon its legs as well. It was during one of its rare trots along the ground that it gave a glance at the scowling Grianos.

No need to be so grumpy, Gigi. Just because you got caught by Xander is no reason to act so rude to everyone. The projected thoughts were done so in a way where the whole group could hear and while Xander frowned at his Mythari for its unneeded provocation, the 'Gigi' took to answering the response by attempting to bite at the Mythari, who quickly evaded the attempt with a chuckle before escaping back into the air. Geeze, she's a testy one, isn't she Xander?

"I'd be irritated too if someone kept poking my buttons the whole way to town. Cut it out, Mythi, and I mean it!" A telepathic chuckle was all he got in response, causing the trainer to let out a sigh as he dropped his face into his hands. Mythi had never been this way before it had evolved, and it was proving to be a real pain in the young trainer's ass the way he liked to provoke others the way he did. With another resigned sigh, Xander gave Gigi a pat on her back as he rode in a vain attempt to calm her down. "Easy there, girl. I know that Mythi can be a bit of a jerk, but he means well. . . I think. besides, I promise you things won't be so bad with us, so can you at least give us a chance?" The only response was a low growl that didn't stop until Xander ceased patting her. He couldn't help but sigh for his third time in under a minute, wondering what it'd take to get Gigi to respect him as her trainer. Lili and Buck, the Loutila and Bovent he'd captured earlier that day as well, both were much more willing to co-operate with him than the surly Grianos despite not knowing him for any stretch of time. Guess it was just his first real challenge as a tamer.

It would be this strange group of man and mon that Mallory would come upon in her search, though she'd find herself set upon first as Mythi swooped down from the air to snag the food out of her hand, sending her a telepathic message to the extent of "this is mine now" as it flew up high up into the air. Meanwhile, Doshe had also noticed Mallory and scuttle up to her, circling around her legs in an excited manner not to dissimilar to that of a young Eishound.

@Fallenreaper

Natrelmon: Reckoning [Creature Capture]

Xander

Name: Xander
Age: 17, almost 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: Xander is the kind to stand-out in a crowd, whether it be due to his somewhat odd shock of silver-white hair, the startling purple eye, or his insistence on wearing a rather ludicrous amount of purple in his daily attire. Standing a little bit below average at 5'6, this lack of height is made up for in him being solidly-built due to both his own training and the everyday labor every man of Xaun is often expected to take part in. Aside from this, his only other notable characteristics is a rather nasty looking scar around his neck and another over his left eye. Both are the result of a few rather serious, almost life-threatening accidents that Xander treats as if they were no more than bumps on the road of life. He also has a number of scars from the less interesting, everyday accidents that his devil-may-care approach to danger seems to attract.
Personality: Xander is an over-excitable individual who is, quite simply, really. really lonely. Despite his cheerful nature and happy-go-lucky demeanor, Xander has never really had any friends aside from his Natrelmon, Mythi. Having spent the better part of his life being ignored by everyone in his town but his father(and even that relationship was filled with no small amount of tension), the boy is quite a literally starving for any kind of positive human interaction, and when he finds it, tends to get almost overwhelmingly excited and more than a little bit clingy as a result. part of the reason he began these rites is the hope that he'll be able to make great human and natrelmon friends along the way, and maybe, not be so lonely anymore.

This being said, his loneliness isn't the only reason for him to partake in this continent-wide gauntlet. The main reason would be his love of adventure and excitement, as Xander loves few things more than the rush of adrenaline through his veins, and few things offer as good a hit of the stuff then engaging in battles with other tamers, testing skill in both guiding Natrelmon and magical dueling to create a fantastical dance of strategy that makes him feel truly alive. It is in these battles that he finds himself able to lose any sense of self-doubts or worries about his loneliness, putting 110% of his focus and effort into facing off against his opponent.

Relic: Almost laughably emblematic of his origins, Xander chose a fishing rod to be the his Relic, a durable length of wood created by his own two hands that is rather plain, if well constructed. What draws the eye, however, is the odd crystalline hook thay decorates the end of the line, a piece Xander found in a small cave while exploring the Island jungle. It's color changes depending on the typing of the Mon he currently has out.
Starting Natrelmon: Mythin and Doshe

History: Xander was born under. . . odd circumstances, to say the least. In the months leading up to his birth, their had been a strange sickness plaguing Xaun that no one could explain, draining people of their strength until they simply lost the will to move on. While their didn't seem to much in the way of physical symptoms to the disease, a commonality between all the victims was that their hair lost all pigmentation, turning into a ghostly pale white as the sickness progressed. Such was the case with Xander's mother who managed to hold out long enough to give birth to her son, but succumbed to it soon after as the strain of the ordeal proved too much for her. Her son, however, had seemed to have been touched by the illness as well, as Xander was born with pale white hair and, stranger still, bright purple eyes that seemed to almost glow at times.l

Since birth, Xander was ostracized by most others in the village, at first because they thought that he had been cursed by some fell creature and would likely spread the deadly sickness to others. However, as time passed on, people noticed that not only was Xander surviving and thriving despite the fact that he should be infected by the strange affliction that took so many, but that the sickness itself seemed to not take any new victims after his birth. And while most didn't know what to make of this strange circumstance, a few particularly paranoid villagers turn their fingers towards the child, claiming that he wasn't truly human, but likely some strange undiscovered Natrelmon that had taken over the body of an unborn child. While most dismissed this theory, it still put a mark on Xander's head as he grew up, marking him as something different and thus, something to be feared.

Things only grew worse as he grew up, however, as it wasn't long before the boy began to show strange innate magical abilities, such as being to see through walls and illusions of any kind and making it so he could pass through solid matter at will, almost like he was a spirit rather than a mortal child. Not only this, but a curious phenomenon seemed to follow the boy wherever he went, causing some level of disaster around him where ever he went and while he always managed to make it out of them relatively no worse for wear, the same couldn't be said for those around him. Numerous accidents have always occurred around Xander, often leaving him with little more than a scar and another story to tell, but others have lost fingers, arms, legs, eyes, and so on. . . even their lives. Before long, people stopped seeing him as a cursed child, but instead as a curse on the village itself that brought misfortune and disaster in its wake.

Despite this environment of mistrust and isolation, or perhaps because of it, Xander grew up to be an almost overwhelmingly positive and motivated boy. He'd often time leave the school and the village entirely to explore the wilds that made up the rest of the island, as well as bugging the trainers and tamers that often came around for tips on how to become one. Perhaps it was due to the way that he saw the other village kids idolize the trainers and their awesome companions that made him wish to become one, or maybe it was the stories of adventures that the men and women often spun to the children, speaking of intense battles and sweeping vistas that he couldn't even begin to imagine. Even Xander himself was unsure of what the true source of his desire to become a trainer was, only that he was determined to not only become a great one, but he wished to be the greatest that had ever lived.

Professions: Tamer[Specialization:Dragon](Rank 5) - 8000
Mage(4) - [Deep Knowledge:Invocation]
Magic: Stormcaller(4) - 51600
Invoker(3) -21600
Searsinging[Exorcist Flame](1) - 800
???(4) - 71600

Books:

Aspiration: To become a legendary Trainer long term, and just have a fun life in short term
Natrelmon:
[Mythi] Mythari, M, lvl 23 - 16308
[Zeke] Doshe, F, lvl 10 - 1033
[Buck]Bolvent, M, lvl 14 - 2246
[Lili]Grandra, M, lvl 20 - 8968
[Gigi]Grianos, F, lvl 20 - 8126
Doxi, F, lvl 25 - 15928
Swindle, M, lv 14 - 2246
Panzer, M, lv 25 -
Ocalia, M, lv 25 -
Cryzen, M, lv 25 -
Items: 500n
10 A relic, 2 E relics
Xander's Notebook of Natrelmon Observations, vol. 1
A traveling bag full of supplies for his journey
PDA
Notable Skills: Compotemt Outdoorsman, Expert Fisherman Nautical experience, Natural mage, Good with Natrelmon

RWBY: Burning Embers

Ink pls, ur not old enough to pull a `grandson`.

Vault of Rising Thunder.

A L I A S O R N I C K N A M E

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Any relevant characters you will be playing alongside your primary POV in order to flesh out the world around you. This can include, family, friends, loved ones and antagonists. This is an optional section on the CS and can be deleted entirely, left as a 'To Be Determined' and contributed to as the IC progress or filled out from the get go. Entirely your decision.

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RWBY: Burning Embers

@Inkarnate I'm a noob at CS formatting, so apologies that it's a bit lacking. Given that we're a small group, I don't mind if you edit it a bit to be more paletable to your tastes, but please keep it as close to the original as you can for sake of consistentcy.

@HokumPocusSheet looks solid so once you make the changes we talkedvabput, feel free to post it in the char section.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Yeet. Things been going alright here?

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

Alright, just happened by while scrolling through stuff

RWBY: Burning Embers

lmao posting a tabletop rp in casual

@Grey

You're calling me out, and I don't appreciate it.

RWBY: Burning Embers

ANNNNNNNNND WE'RE LIVE!!!@Euphonium@Grey@Inkarnate@HokumPocus

RWBY: Burning Embers

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>To our new flock of fledgling Hunstman-to-be,

Welcome to Shade Academy!!!

If you are reading this message, that means you have been accepted into our family and preparing to take your first step in order to become a mighty Huntsman, ready to protect our Kingdom from any and all dangers that it may face, be they the creatures of Grimm that prowl the desert wastes or the clans of bandits that seek to disturb the peace of our lands.

Now, before you can officially be deemed one of our students, you will be sent off to perform a simple test, nothing major but we need to make sure you're all up to snuff with our standards. In fact, you are probably on your way to the testing site as you read this. As some of you might be aware due to having siblings in earlier divisions, we will be conducting the tests differently this year, as will be explained in full by your instructors, but the general rules will remain the same: DO not expect to pass this test if an instructor feels the need to save you. Vacuo is a harsh place, and we at Shade only accept the best of the best to join our student body. You have shown potential in order to get this far, but now we need to see if you can truly perform at the expected level while under the pressures of a live combat situation. The instructors will be the final arbiters in who passes and who fails, so do try your best to impress them.

And with that, I wish you, students, good luck! I can't wait to see you during the opening ceremony in a few days and look forward to seeing you all grow up to be fine Hunstman and Huntresses!!

Sincerely,
Headmaster Auron

Welcome to RWBY: Burning Embers! This will be my first attempt at doing my RP, so hopefully, I'm able to do an alright job of it. This section is where I'll be putting down whatever information I think is important to know, such as links to the rules we'll be using to handle skills and what not, bestiary for what is known about certain types of Grimm, a list if important NPC characters, and so on.

Important Info:

1. Before anything else, I want to stated that this is currently a CLOSED RP. We are only running a single team of characters and all of the spots have been filled at this moment. If there is ever a point where me and the other players in this RP want to expand the player base, then an Int Check will be put up and anyone interested in joining can put up a sheet for review. But outside of that instance, we are not looking for additional players at this time.

2. Basic RP rules apply, so on and so forth. Basic Idea: Don't be a dick, okay? Given the nature of this RP, I don't think I'll have to worry about this, but I'm putting it here all the same. Think of it as one part reminder, and one part insurance in case this thing ever does expand/

3. Lax Posting schedule. Anywhere from once a week to once a month is the general time frame we're working with, though again, I'm flexible with it as long as we're still communicating and keeping in touch. I'm very much of the mindset that RP'ing should be treated more like a hobby, not a job. That isn't to say I won't hound for posts if I feel like I need to, but I won't be rushing anyone to stick to any kind of arbitrary schedule either.

4. That being said, I retain the right to move the story forward if I feel that it is necessary. I will always try to work with you guys to make sure I don't skip anyone without their consent, but if for whatever reason I go an amount of time without hearing anything from said player, I will move things along, puppetting the character a bit as well if need be so as to keep things moving.

5. As this RP uses a dice-based mechanic for a lot of features, we shall be using the guild's dice rolling features in order to decide actions. As such, whenever you need to make a roll, please be certain to post the roll results in a hider towards the bottom of your post, as well as providing a link to said roll.

Resources:

Game Rules
Boon List
Bane List
Feats
RWBY Font Gen_{(The Style I used for Title and Glowy subheaders is Neon and Neon-Outline respectively}

Character Sheet

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[/center][color=f26522][h2]Personal Information[/h2][/color]

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[b]Name[/b]:

[b]Nicknames or Aliases, if applicable[/b]:

[b]Age[/b]:

[b]Race[/b]:

[b]Kingdom of Origin[/b]:

[b]Appearance[/b]:

[b]Personality Traits[/b]: Using one word descriptors, give me a general idea of what your character is like. Minimum of 3 words, maximum of 6

[b]Drive[/b]: Why does your character want to be a Huntsman?

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[color=f26522][h2]Mechanical Information[/h2][/color]

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[b]Lv[/b]: 1
[b]XP[/b]: 0
[b]Wealth Level[/b]: 2
[b]Legend Points[/b]: 0

[b]Perks[/b]:

[b]Flaws[/b]:
[h3]Defenses[/h3]
[b]HP[/b]: (current)/(max) [s]HP=2x(Fortitude+Presence+Will)+10[/s]
[indent][list][*][b]Guard[/b]: [s]10+Agility+Might+Armor[/s]

[*][b]Toughness[/b]: [s]10+Fortitude+Will[/s]

[*][b]Resolve[/b]: [s]10+Presence+Will[/s]
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[h3]Attributes[/h3][color=gray][sub][i]Use either quick build rules or use the 40 attribute points to build as you wish. No Attribute can have a value more than 5 at Char gen[/i][/sub][/color]
[indent][b]Physical Attributes[/b]
[indent][list]Might: (Score)/(Dice)
Fortitude: X/X
Agility:X/X[/list][/indent]

[b]Social Attributes[/b]
[indent][list]Deception: X/X
Presence: X/X
Persuasion: X/X[/list][/indent]

[b]Mental Attributes[/b]
[indent][list]Learning: X/X
Logic: X/X
Perception: X/X
Will: X/X[/list][/indent]

[b]Supernatural Attributes[/b]
[indent][list]Alteration: X/X
Creation: X/X
Energy: X/X
Entropy: X/X
Influence: X/X
Movement: X/X
Prescience: X/X
Protection: X/X[/list][/indent][/indent]

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[h3]Equipment and Inventory[/h3][sub][color=gray][i]Here's where you put your weapon and any other items you think your character might have, like dust munitions, your scroll, rations, etc. You can only have about 3 items of wealth level 2 at char gen, and any reasonable amount lesser WL items. If you have questions/ideas for certain weapons, send me a PM so we can workshop it into the game.[/i][/color][/sub]

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[h3]Actions and Feats[/h3][sub][i][color=gray](Fill it out however you like, I'm fine as long as it doesn't look to out there or jarring and the needed information is present. Note that you only get 6 feat points to spend at Char gen.)[/color][/i][/sub]

Bestiary:

Coming Soon

Important NPCS:

Headmaster Auron: Retired Huntsman and Headmaster of Shade, Auron is a charismatic and rather upfront individual. He follows in the steps of his predecessor in running Shade as a force for good, teaching students the importance of finding joy in their harsh lives wherever they can find it and to remember that the best way to survive adversity is together with those you trust.

Silme Raana: A third-year student at Shade Academy, serves as a Junior Instructor. Originally from Atlas, Silme has seemed to have suffered quite a bit in his time before Shade, but despite his surly attitude and foul mouth, he's got a good heart. It just takes some digging to find it, especially for humans.

Noir: A somewhat overly chipper third-year student with a peculiar style of dress for a student of Shade Academy. While generally well-meaning, some can find him a bit much, especially with his tendency for somewhat demeaning pet names, though they don't seem to come from a place of malice.

• Prologue: The Coming Storm

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