.....Anyone see Mana recently?
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....I must say, not quite sure what to do. I should have Cran go speak with Ares, huh? I think I'll do that....
Edit: Saw Ares about to lay the smack down on a fool..gonna avoid talking to her juuussssstttt yet.
Edit: Saw Ares about to lay the smack down on a fool..gonna avoid talking to her juuussssstttt yet.
Name: Cran the pacifist.
Title:
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Cran wears many different outfits, but under he wears chain-mail underneath, constantly. His outfits tend to have one thing in common. They have vibrant colors, both his shirts and pants. His shoes tend to be wooden, oddly enough.
((Picture of for his body type, and face.)):origin()/pre12/9da1/th/pre/f/2013/297/3/2/the_monk_on_the_mountain_by_iamhezmonster-d6rp2wb.png)
Personality: Cran is kind, forgiving, and peaceful. He is willing to forgive easily, and seeks to help others when he can. However, Cran does enjoy to fight when it is for fun, rather than survival. He makes horrible jokes, and puns, trying to be funny. Some find him annoying, but to others, they may find a wacky friend. He is also a pacifist, not willing to kill another living being. This has lead to him being a vegetarian.
Biography: Cran was born under a different name, but all records of his former life have been erased. As a baby, he was lost when the boat carrying him and his family was sunk by pirate cannon fire. Luckly, for Cran, he was carried by a barrel to land, where on the coast of an island, he was found by a monk. This monk, rather old, knew that Cran would die if just left on the beach, so he took in the baby, and named him Cran, after the letters that could be made out on the barrel that had carried Cran to the island. The monk trained Cran in his religion and martial arts style, focusing on finding inner peace, and protecting life, for all life is sacred.
However, the monk was old. When Cran was about 16, the monk died from old age...but Cran was willing to carry on the teachings of the monk. Creating a raft, Cran sailed out to sea, and was picked up by a passing merchant ship, and carried back to the mainlands. When he heard about the labyrinth opening, he set out, determined to spread the teachings of his friend, the old monk.
Skills:
Pacifistic Martial arts: Learned from his old master, Cran carries on the way of the old monk, his martial arts style centered around defeating his foes without killing them. However, do not mistake this for him not being willing to hurt others, if he has to. His fighting style uses grabs, and holds, in an attempt to make his target pass out by constricting vitals in order to slow the flow of blood to the brain. He knows how to do this with both humanoids, if they follow similar biological laws as humans, and animals, to a lesser extent. If this should fail, he uses on his personal spin on the monk's grapple style, which involves disabling limbs by breaking them, or dislocating them.
Gatherer: Cran is skilled at gathering fruits, and root vegies, as he had to on his island home in the start of his life. He does plant the seeds from the fruits, or replants a part of the root so it can grow on, ect. For him, it's giving back what he takes.
Guild: Begrudgingly, Ares.
Equipment: None, really, other than his clothing and chain mail.
Title:
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Cran wears many different outfits, but under he wears chain-mail underneath, constantly. His outfits tend to have one thing in common. They have vibrant colors, both his shirts and pants. His shoes tend to be wooden, oddly enough.
((Picture of for his body type, and face.))
Personality: Cran is kind, forgiving, and peaceful. He is willing to forgive easily, and seeks to help others when he can. However, Cran does enjoy to fight when it is for fun, rather than survival. He makes horrible jokes, and puns, trying to be funny. Some find him annoying, but to others, they may find a wacky friend. He is also a pacifist, not willing to kill another living being. This has lead to him being a vegetarian.
Biography: Cran was born under a different name, but all records of his former life have been erased. As a baby, he was lost when the boat carrying him and his family was sunk by pirate cannon fire. Luckly, for Cran, he was carried by a barrel to land, where on the coast of an island, he was found by a monk. This monk, rather old, knew that Cran would die if just left on the beach, so he took in the baby, and named him Cran, after the letters that could be made out on the barrel that had carried Cran to the island. The monk trained Cran in his religion and martial arts style, focusing on finding inner peace, and protecting life, for all life is sacred.
However, the monk was old. When Cran was about 16, the monk died from old age...but Cran was willing to carry on the teachings of the monk. Creating a raft, Cran sailed out to sea, and was picked up by a passing merchant ship, and carried back to the mainlands. When he heard about the labyrinth opening, he set out, determined to spread the teachings of his friend, the old monk.
Skills:
Pacifistic Martial arts: Learned from his old master, Cran carries on the way of the old monk, his martial arts style centered around defeating his foes without killing them. However, do not mistake this for him not being willing to hurt others, if he has to. His fighting style uses grabs, and holds, in an attempt to make his target pass out by constricting vitals in order to slow the flow of blood to the brain. He knows how to do this with both humanoids, if they follow similar biological laws as humans, and animals, to a lesser extent. If this should fail, he uses on his personal spin on the monk's grapple style, which involves disabling limbs by breaking them, or dislocating them.
Gatherer: Cran is skilled at gathering fruits, and root vegies, as he had to on his island home in the start of his life. He does plant the seeds from the fruits, or replants a part of the root so it can grow on, ect. For him, it's giving back what he takes.
Guild: Begrudgingly, Ares.
Equipment: None, really, other than his clothing and chain mail.
@Wraithblade6
"I don't know..you're the first I've encountered...other than possibly...no, never mind." Gorda replies, as he begins to run repairs on his tendrils. "....So..tell me, what are you? You're not human...my thermal sensors pick up little heat from you....Undead, maybe? Cryogenic human...possibly...." Gorda think out loud, and seeming not to care as he lists many things that Mithias could be, ranging from android, to shape shifting sand monster, to someone under a curse. Of course, his closest guess is undead, as he never states vampire. Maybe he has never encountered one before. Maybe they don't exist in his universe. Again, who knows...Gorda, obviously.
"I don't know..you're the first I've encountered...other than possibly...no, never mind." Gorda replies, as he begins to run repairs on his tendrils. "....So..tell me, what are you? You're not human...my thermal sensors pick up little heat from you....Undead, maybe? Cryogenic human...possibly...." Gorda think out loud, and seeming not to care as he lists many things that Mithias could be, ranging from android, to shape shifting sand monster, to someone under a curse. Of course, his closest guess is undead, as he never states vampire. Maybe he has never encountered one before. Maybe they don't exist in his universe. Again, who knows...Gorda, obviously.
@Wraithblade6
The unicorns arrived like a flood, but Gorda was a dam. The many metal tendrils that Gorda had quickly sprung forwards, grappling these homicidal horned horses, holding them back, as Gorda steps fully into between the portals, the robotic body of Gorda maybe striking Mithias with awe, for it with it, Gorda easily was holding back the group of evil unicorns, not budging, not moving backwards, but pushing them back..until he cast them back into their world.
"..Mind closing the portal now?" Gorda asks, his tendrils holding them back. Of course, closing the portal now would sever them, but he seemed not to mind.
The unicorns arrived like a flood, but Gorda was a dam. The many metal tendrils that Gorda had quickly sprung forwards, grappling these homicidal horned horses, holding them back, as Gorda steps fully into between the portals, the robotic body of Gorda maybe striking Mithias with awe, for it with it, Gorda easily was holding back the group of evil unicorns, not budging, not moving backwards, but pushing them back..until he cast them back into their world.
"..Mind closing the portal now?" Gorda asks, his tendrils holding them back. Of course, closing the portal now would sever them, but he seemed not to mind.
Well, he begrudgingly went Ares for a few reasons. First off, he knew he needed more strength. If he did go any more defensive, his martial arts style would honestly lose effectiveness, as most others would be able to force themselves out of his grapples. Second, his fighting style lends itself extremely well to one v.s one combat. Lets say, for example, he faces multiple foes. Even without Aries debuff, he'd still lose, as he'd not be able to properly pull of his moves, which requires him to remain pretty much stationary, as he works to snap a limb using leverage, or by constricting vital points to slow the flow of blood to the brain to know others out. But, in a one v.s one situation, he's extremely potent, breaking his foes limbs to render normal fighting styles difficult.
Also, he's trying to prove something. A warrior may need to fight...but to fight, without killing takes strength greater than what most warriors have. This is what Cran believes.
Also, he's trying to prove something. A warrior may need to fight...but to fight, without killing takes strength greater than what most warriors have. This is what Cran believes.
Come on guys..I am exited for this shizzle.
Name: Cran the pacifist.
Title:
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Cran wears many different outfits, but under he wears chain-mail underneath, constantly. His outfits tend to have one thing in common. They have vibrant colors, both his shirts and pants. His shoes tend to be wooden, oddly enough.
Personality: Cran is kind, forgiving, and peaceful. He is willing to forgive easily, and seeks to help others when he can. However, Cran does enjoy to fight when it is for fun, rather than survival. He makes horrible jokes, and puns, trying to be funny. Some find him annoying, but to others, they may find a wacky friend. He is also a pacifist, not willing to kill another living being. This has lead to him being a vegetarian.
Biography: Cran was born under a different name, but all records of his former life have been erased. As a baby, he was lost when the boat carrying him and his family was sunk by pirate cannon fire. Luckly, for Cran, he was carried by a barrel to land, where on the coast of an island, he was found by a monk. This monk, rather old, knew that Cran would die if just left on the beach, so he took in the baby, and named him Cran, after the letters that could be made out on the barrel that had carried Cran to the island. The monk trained Cran in his religion and martial arts style, focusing on finding inner peace, and protecting life, for all life is sacred.
However, the monk was old. When Cran was about 16, the monk died from old age...but Cran was willing to carry on the teachings of the monk. Creating a raft, Cran sailed out to sea, and was picked up by a passing merchant ship, and carried back to the mainlands. When he heard about the labyrinth opening, he set out, determined to spread the teachings of his friend, the old monk.
Skills:
Pacifistic Martial arts: Learned from his old master, Cran carries on the way of the old monk, his martial arts style centered around defeating his foes without killing them. However, do not mistake this for him not being willing to hurt others, if he has to. His fighting style uses grabs, and holds, in an attempt to make his target pass out by constricting vitals in order to slow the flow of blood to the brain. He knows how to do this with both humanoids, if they follow similar biological laws as humans, and animals, to a lesser extent. If this should fail, he uses on his personal spin on the monk's grapple style, which involves disabling limbs by breaking them, or dislocating them.
Gatherer: Cran is skilled at gathering fruits, and root vegies, as he had to on his island home in the start of his life. He does plant the seeds from the fruits, or replants a part of the root so it can grow on, ect. For him, it's giving back what he takes.
Guild: Begrudgingly, Ares.
Equipment: None, really, other than his clothing and chain mail.
Title:
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Appearance: Cran wears many different outfits, but under he wears chain-mail underneath, constantly. His outfits tend to have one thing in common. They have vibrant colors, both his shirts and pants. His shoes tend to be wooden, oddly enough.
Personality: Cran is kind, forgiving, and peaceful. He is willing to forgive easily, and seeks to help others when he can. However, Cran does enjoy to fight when it is for fun, rather than survival. He makes horrible jokes, and puns, trying to be funny. Some find him annoying, but to others, they may find a wacky friend. He is also a pacifist, not willing to kill another living being. This has lead to him being a vegetarian.
Biography: Cran was born under a different name, but all records of his former life have been erased. As a baby, he was lost when the boat carrying him and his family was sunk by pirate cannon fire. Luckly, for Cran, he was carried by a barrel to land, where on the coast of an island, he was found by a monk. This monk, rather old, knew that Cran would die if just left on the beach, so he took in the baby, and named him Cran, after the letters that could be made out on the barrel that had carried Cran to the island. The monk trained Cran in his religion and martial arts style, focusing on finding inner peace, and protecting life, for all life is sacred.
However, the monk was old. When Cran was about 16, the monk died from old age...but Cran was willing to carry on the teachings of the monk. Creating a raft, Cran sailed out to sea, and was picked up by a passing merchant ship, and carried back to the mainlands. When he heard about the labyrinth opening, he set out, determined to spread the teachings of his friend, the old monk.
Skills:
Pacifistic Martial arts: Learned from his old master, Cran carries on the way of the old monk, his martial arts style centered around defeating his foes without killing them. However, do not mistake this for him not being willing to hurt others, if he has to. His fighting style uses grabs, and holds, in an attempt to make his target pass out by constricting vitals in order to slow the flow of blood to the brain. He knows how to do this with both humanoids, if they follow similar biological laws as humans, and animals, to a lesser extent. If this should fail, he uses on his personal spin on the monk's grapple style, which involves disabling limbs by breaking them, or dislocating them.
Gatherer: Cran is skilled at gathering fruits, and root vegies, as he had to on his island home in the start of his life. He does plant the seeds from the fruits, or replants a part of the root so it can grow on, ect. For him, it's giving back what he takes.
Guild: Begrudgingly, Ares.
Equipment: None, really, other than his clothing and chain mail.
Sorry for vanishing for a while Dawn. Was...dealing with some stuff in other rps. But, I think I've cleared up enough stuff, both irl and rp side for me to..truly come back into this, with a new character idea.
I'll get to work on their cs, I thought of something a little more..interesting, than the whole wild man thing.
I'll get to work on their cs, I thought of something a little more..interesting, than the whole wild man thing.
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