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Née 1991. I feel old already.

Been roleplaying from the age of 15, write on solo projects in my spare time. I heartily encourage interaction when it comes to writing and creative efforts. Like to think I'm an understanding but stern and solid GM when I host games, and a collaborative and creative individual. Used to draw. Write in advanced section.

While I might not be as omni-present a some of you are on RP:G, I have been a part of it since 2009-2010 (if my memory serves me right). However, I must admit that post Guildfall, my activity also dropped. Slowly getting back into things.

I attended university to acquire my master's degree in history. I already had an educational degree for history and English, and am teaching both in secondary school. Any questions? Ask.

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Vahir said
Whoever drew that captured him perfectly.


"Robert was the true steel. Stannis is pure iron, black and hard and strong, yes, but brittle, the way iron gets. He'll break before he bends. And Renly, that one, he's copper, bright and shiny, pretty to look at but not worth all that much at the end of the day." - Donal Noye, smith
Katelyn said
*turns into a dragon and licks Fully*


I'm pretty sure a dragon's tongue will be raspy -to clear meat from bones... kinky.
Vahir said
Stannis don't need no animations!


Pure. Fucking. Iron.
Jorick said
#swag


That's nothing.

Saskia is also being controlled by Philippa Eilhart, my char's covert enemy :P.

In fact, the vid I linked to earlier is the spell where she puts her noose on... Philippa on Saskia that is.
Ruby said
Ha. Good.I'm not even 100% certain I'll use him. He's from an earlier game, from the same brain space as the Atilliator.


I figured it was that mad monk guy, slaughtering people.
Zacharius said
Kingfisher will be applying for House Rayne.


Reyne the Red Lions?
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[SIZE=3]House Nymeros Martell of Sunspear is one of the Great Houses of Westeros and the ruling house of Dorne. 'Nymeros' indicates "of the line of Nymeria," but generally it is simply called House Martell. The Martells of old used a spear as their emblem, while Nymeria and the Rhoynar used the sun as theirs. These were combined when Nymeria wed King Mors Martell into a gold spear piercing a red sun on an orange field.[/SIZE]
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The Martell’s have been blessed by the Seven with many progeny, and when it became apparent that some of them could also be called prodigies, Prince Trystan was a merry man indeed. Perhaps his children would be able to wipe out the smudge on the Martell honour, for both of Trystan’s siblings had done wrong unto his house, yet he still loved them dearly.

Trystan’s brother, Bolivar had sired many bastards on his travels throughout Westeros and the Free Cities, supposedly on princely business for trade and contacts. However, only one of these illegitimate children he brought home with him, and forswore his previous life of decadence and improbity, leading Prince Trystan to assume he had truly loved poor Hendri’s mother. Bolivar eventually took Mirande Santagar as his wife. The babe was the product of Bolivar’s love for a Lyseni, and bore his mother’s fair hair and blue eyes. Fortunately for him, the acknowledged son of Bolivar, he was brought up within the Martell household without scorn; not even from his trueborn brothers Guymon and Gerold. Indeed, over the years Hendri developed a taste for the knightly life and, like his father, set out across Westeros to prove himself in tournaments and competitions. Together with his flamboyant and spontaneous personality, it earned him the nickname of Hotspur.

Obara Martell, beloved sister of Trystan and Bolivar, was not exempt of improper behaviour. She too travelled outside of Dorne, until she met the heir to Brightwater, whom fell so in love with her dark features and seductive personality, that he foreswore his lawful inheritance and stole away with her, back to Sunspear. Without Trystan’s consent, for Dornish women were notoriously stubborn and independent, they married; their union giving fruit to a son named Axel and a daughter named Alys. Though Dornish through and through, he was fiercely proud of his Florent heritage, prone to vanity, and thus styled himself Foxglove and started wearing red or crimson gloves wherever he went. His sister, Alys has grown up to be far more accommodative, yet possesses a wild streak one would expect from the daughter of Obara.

Prince Trystan had high hopes to eradicate the scandals his siblings had wrought on their house, for he was his father’s and they their mother’s. As heir apparent he had been instilled with the strict values Mors Martell had deemed necessary for ruling their household, and subsequently Dorne. Whilst Bolivar and Obara were away on their escapades, Prince Trystan married his betrothed, Nymeria of house Yronwood. Their marriage was a difficult one, for Nymeria proved headstrong,
wilful and cherished the traditional animosity that characterised the relationship between Martell and Yronwood. Nevertheless, their union resulted in multiple issue. Over a period of 14 years, Nymeria gave birth to six children. Their firstborn, Hugh, already displayed the qualities one would find promising in an heir. Once of age, Hugh married Dorea Qorgyle of Sandstone, and started spending more time in the western regions of Dorne. Perhaps it was paternal love that clouded Trystan’s vision of what changes his marriage brought in his comportment.

Richard had always been different. Unlike Hugh, Richard had inherited his mother’s genes, thus disposed over fair, blonde hair and green eyes. Nonetheless, his skin was of a darker hue than most Stony Dornishmen had, courtesy of his father’s blood. The relationship between father and son was a difficult one, for whereas Trystan had dominated most of Hugh’s youth, so had Nymeria dominated Richard’s. For some reason Trystan never completely trusted his second son, though that did not exclude him from his love. Nonetheless, Richard contained his envy and continuously sought a way to leave a lasting impression on his princely father.

The remaining four children were torn between the two parental sides. Though they were all assured of their parents’ love, it pained them to realise there was none between the two of them. Tensions over the year rose and relations soured. Trystan, formerly jovial and high-spirited, grew to be a tired and spiteful man, unpleasant to keep company with.

Eventually, this culminated in Nymeria Yronwood organising a rebellion against his rule, after Trystan had slighted her by barring her from seeing her youngest, Myriah Martell. Keeping a mother from her children, especially daughters, proved to be more challenging than he initially thought.

Most surprisingly was the development that took place between the two eldest children, Hugh and Richard. Hugh supported his mother’s claim and sought to depose his father, Prince Trystan, in favour of himself. Recognising the gravity and reality of the situation, Richard, just ten-and-eight, rose to the challenge and took charge of his father’s forces. The civil war lasted for two years, until both sides were battered and bruised, but nonetheless joined battle at the Vaith, one of the tributaries of the Greenblood. Against expectations, Richard defeated his brother Hugh in the field and additionally personal combat. However, it was not his place to judge his brother’s fate and so led him back to Sunspear, together with other high-ranking rebels such as Lord Qorgyle and his uncle, Lord Yronwood. Richard was also able to arrest his mother, brother’s wife Dorea Qorgyle and his younger brother Willam whom had backed Hugh’s revolt.

With his hopes and heart destroyed, it took Prince Trystan, grieve stricken and near to losing his wits, two weeks ere reaching a decision. Hugh was to be executed, in spite of Nymeria’s or Richard’s pleadings. The other rebels by blood, Nymeria Yronwood, Willam Martell and Guymon Martell, were to remain confined to the Spear Tower. The Blood Royal, Lord Yronwood was forced to pay indemnities for the conflict and send one of his sons as collateral. Other rebels were either pardoned or send to Ghaston Grey, depending on the gravity of their offences against the Dornish crown. Though Richard had won the war for his father, he retreated from court, saying he wanted nothing to do with the purging Trystan was carrying out in 151.

The irony perhaps was that the ailing Prince Trystan, joined his eldest son in the grave a mere year and a half later. Whilst relations between Sunspear and those houses that had rebelled remained tainted, Richard who had returned from Essos, where he had retired for a while, went to great lengths to appease the nobles of his realm. He started with a general pardon, releasing all those still alive from custody, dropping the war indemnities, followed by gestures of good will. Most generous of which, was to take in young Mors, the infant son of his brother Hugh and his now perished wife Dorea Qorgyle, and name him heir apparent lest a son or daughter of his own blood were born.









Other notable members of the House:
Elia Martell (25), Richard’s eldest sister whom clearly is a daughter of her mother, headstrong and with a mind of her own. Daemon (16), the fourth son of Trystan and Nymeria, a boy with little interests in politics but a good mind for law. Myriah Martell (11), the youngest of the Martell children, she is the family’s favourite and doted on by her mother.
Uncle Bolivar Martell (51), his wife Mirande Santagar and their two sons Gerold (21) and Guymon (20) Martell, young knights with merry spirits.
Bolivar’s bastard son, Hendri Hotspur (28), a knight of great renown and skill.
Obara Martell (45), Richard’s stubborn aunt who is good friends with her sister-in-law, Nymeria Martell. Her husband, the former heir to Brightwater, Ser Alyn Florent (47), with whom she has two children, Axel Florent (29) whom men call the Foxglove and his sister, Alys Florent (18) a sweet maiden yet unwed.

OOC notes: Hopefully Mahz will use the same coding. For now, feast your eyes.
Name: Tarquin Brantimokem Kleist of Riedbrune

Race: Half-Elf (human father, elven mother)

Class: Sorcerer

Age: 75

Appearance:

As a half-elf, Tarquin possesses traits of both races. He has, however, not inherited the characteristic elven ears. On the outside he looks far more human than elven, the true manifestation of the latter lying in his ability to wield magic and his lack of cuspids (canine teeth). Fortunately for his dealings with the world, he smiles rarely, thus keeping his dental handicap hidden. From his father, a baron holding lands in the vicinity of Riedbrune, hail the strong facial features and distinct red hair, whereas his mother has blessed him with eyes of a piercing blue colour.

Tarquin is a man of tall stature with a wiry built. He is by no means extraordinarily muscular but clearly takes care of his physique. Underneath his clothes, -usually in shades of blue, white, black and gold, he has several tattoos of swirling symbols and ancient runes; the latter often containing coded enchantments and formulae. As both a mage and half-elf, Tarquin appears to be in his late thirties.

Personality:
Tarquin is a very proud man for conflicting reasons. Firstly, he is a scion of human nobility. Secondly, -in spite of the condemnation usually befalling his kind, being a half-elf ties him to the Aen Seidhe; the elves of old. These original reasons aside, Tarquin is a young sorcerer but incredibly gifted which infuses him with perhaps a higher than recommended dosage of pride.

Intelligent and learned, like most sorcerers, he is a man of the world having chosen to expand the knowledge he gathered from books with the hard truths of reality. While initially being a very idealistic individual pursuing peace and serenity, Tarquin has been distancing himself from his old beliefs. War, racism and violence have disillusioned him greatly. Though he still maintains many of his original ideals and ideas, the half-elf mage has turned to a more Machiavellian and utilitarian way of seeing things. While he has never had the reputation of being friendly, he has grown increasingly stern in later years. In short, he has become more independent and ruthless.

Additionally, Tarquin of Riedbrune has interest for poetry and prose, not solely focussing on academic writings.

Tarquin is a calculated man with a penchant for strategy and control. Though not without patience, his passions continuously bubble just below his skin. While appearing distant, he seems to possess an attraction to people, able to be extremely persuasive due to his natural charm, charisma and the power he wields.


Weapons:
In the traditional sense of weaponry, Tarquin has managed to learn the way of the sword. By no means is he an expert swordsman like the famous Geralt of Rivia or other renowned fighters, but –with the sword he inherited from his later father baron- he is able to use one reasonably well.

His main weapons consist of his knowledge of the world and magical properties, as well as his ability to wield them. Known as a gifted user of sorcery and powerful spells, he is said to become one of the more important magicians. Though he can draw power from all elements –like almost all wizards, he has deliberately chosen not to draw from fire too often. Fire is the best but simultaneously most dangerous elemental source to draw power from. Mages who specialize in the magic of fire often achieve great power, but they pay a price for it: as fire addicts, they often suffer burns or even die engulfed in flames. The essence of fire becomes their essence, which makes them vulnerable to water. Instead, Tarquin seeks to master the mysteries of the arcane.

Bio:

He was born in 1199 as the illegitimate son of an Angren baron and scullery maid. There is some doubt whether he came into the world in 1199 or 1200, for his mother gave birth to him on the night of the turn of the century –something Tarquin would later interpret as a portent of design and power. During his early years he grew up among the residents of the castle at Riedbrune, working in the kitchens or stables. These menial labours annoyed him to no end, for it became clear that even at a young age he was a proud and gifted individual.

When a decade later there was no more denying that he was his father’s son, the castellan expelled them from the keep. The baron had married and it would be ‘unseemly’ to keep the blame and shame too close to heart, lest it poison his new union. Tarquin’s mother subsequently installed herself just outside of Riedbrune, in the village huddled close to the castle’s walls. She taught her son the ways of the forest and Aen Seidhe, so that he could help her managing her new business. The expelled elf had become a wisewoman, dealing herbs and infusions that combatted illnesses of all kinds.

Four years passed when it was discovered Tarquin possessed the Gift. Exposed as a Source, the young half-elf was frisked away by agents of Ban Ard to aid him in mastering his unexpected abilities. Years of rigorous training and studying followed within the walls of the magic school of Ban Ard in Kaedwen.

By 1250, Tarquin had passed from being an adept of sorcery to a sorcerer in his own right. He did however study for several more years under Radcliffe of Oxenfurt, who taught him about arcane magic.

It proves difficult to trace his steps during the period of 1250 to 1262, though it is certain he spent some time at the university in Oxenfurt for its library, as well as returned to Ban Ard to teach new adepts. Reputedly he also visited his mother at Riedbrune on various occasions whenever his personal responsibilities and ambitions allowed.

However, in July 1262, Nilfgaard invaded the Northern Kingdoms without much warning. Tarquin urged the mages of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers to take action, but seeing as he was not a member of the Chapter, nor the Council, his voice meant little. While Vilgefortz of Roggeveen expanded his influence within the Brotherhood, prior to intervening in the First Nilfgaard War, Tarquin acted as an independent agent for the Kingdom of Angren.

In one of the battles between Angren forces and Nilfgaardian detachments, Tarquin’s father was wounded. On a previous occasion he had been able to save the baron, but had not been close when a Nilfgaardian bolt pierced his father’s gorget. Either through chance or planning, he was in time at the old man’s deathbed, receiving a signet ring and ancestral sword as his inheritance.

After the defeat at Marnadal, the Slaughter of Cintra ensued, leaving the Northern Kingdoms disheartened. Not long after, with the backing of the Brotherhood of Sorcerers, the monarchs doubled their efforts, leading to the Battle of Sodden Hill. Radcliffe of Oxenfurt reconciled Tarquin with the rest of the mages prior to the battle. Though he fought and participated in the battle and campaign, Tarquin was not one of the twenty mages holding Sodden Hill. Instead he was active on various fronts of the battlefield, keeping Nilfgaardian forces at bay on the flanks lest they capture the hill whereupon the mages were making their stand.

Following the conclusion of the First Nilfgaard War, Tarquin attempted to pacify unruly elements in Angren to prevent further bloodshed. The kingdom had managed to hold back the Nilfgaardian invaders, at great cost, but wished to continue the war-effort to free Cintra.

Two years later, in 1264, events would take an alarming pace. Hostilities between the halted Nilfgaardians and bellicose Northern Kingdoms rose quickly due to provocative actions on and from both sides. Tarquin knew another war was imminent and moved quickly to gather support among the Brotherhood for a more timely intervention than the last time. However, by now Vilgefortz was firmly rooted within the organisation of mages and staged a coup on Thanedd Island. Tarquin survived but was shocked by the sudden betrayal. He blamed Vilgefortz, who was in league with the Emperor, for forcing him to fight his friends and colleagues, as well as the kin of his mother –for elves, backed by Nilfgaard, had participated in the coup.

While Radcliffe attempted to reorganise the mages, Tarquin set out on his own. Vilgefortz of Roggeveen had escaped with his life, after wounding Geralt of Rivia, famous Witcher. Nonetheless, his victim hunted the wizard down and slew him, depriving Tarquin of his vengeance. The sorcerer returned home, finding that confidence in the sorcerers had dropped. Many of them were expelled from the royal courts.

Subsequently the female wizards banded together to form the Lodge of Sorceresses. In vain Tarquin attempted to reconcile the monarchs and rulers with the sorcerers, participating in the Battle of Brenna. He grew bitter when his efforts were ignored and the Lodge took credit for brokering the Peace of Cintra in 1268, concluding the Second Nilfgaard War. Radcliffe, Tarquin’s mentor, retreated to his private property to avoid the outside world.

To pile calamity onto catastrophe, Angren was annexed by the Empire of Nilfgaard and the plague swept across the lands. Increasing racial tensions resulted in pogroms, which Tarquin tried to prevent. However, when in 1272 the Witch Hunts commenced perhaps the greatest personal blow was struck against the half-elf sorcerer. Being an elf and called a witch, his mother was swiftly arrested and executed by the governor of Angren and his lackeys.

For the following two years Tarquin occupied himself with personal matters and lobbied for a restitution of a Brotherhood of Sorcerers. Unsurprisingly he was present at the talks at Loc Muinne in 1274 and helped the monarchs escape after the attack of the dragon. He now also saw the Lodge of Sorceresses as an enemy of both himself as well as the class of mages in general. There were too many egotistical and dangerous women holding power. Tarquin held them responsible for all the evil befallen the Northern Kingdoms after the Thanedd Coup in 1264.

Tarquin is currently preparing to reinstate a society of sorcerers to combat both the warmongers, xenophobes and ambitious sorceresses.

Other:
Whenever in a pensive mood –which is frequently the case, Tarquin rubs the tip of his thumb and middle finger together.
Fulsom said
Sex and cookies are a great end to any night.Saskia the Dragonslayer? Because if so Amir's gonna tap that, haha.


My favourite type of magic.

I'll start on a CS once I figure out what I want to be.
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