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Academy of Noble Arms

@TheHangedMan No problem, its a quick change here and there.

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Academy of Noble Arms

@TheHangedMan We could say 5 meters, would enjoy to see if anyone is agility enough to surpass the deadly weapon. Since, she is experienced enough I would say either between the low 299-310

Aspharia: Legends [HC]

@Aeonumbra lol, me is interested my good GM.

Academy of Noble Arms

Cătălina Dumitru

Name: Cătălina Dumitru

Age: 17

Nationality: Romania

Noble Arm Name & Appearance:

Viperă

Noble Arm Abilities:
Cătălina has an incredible aptitude when it comes to the bow and arrow, being able launch multiple arrows with one shot. Her arrows have the benefit of being cloaked in invisibility the moment it escapes the bow string. However, the invisibility is surely timed before becoming visible once it is close to it's target. If successful of acquiring the target, a small pulley system to the spring open the 'prongs' of the arrow head becoming quite impossible to extract. While the host in tempts to remove the arrow, not only would it be agonizing pain and cause hemorrhaging; a mild poison will enter the bloodstream of the victim. At times there may be an overpowered abilities or defenses that have an advantage against the arrow's properties. She needs both of her hands to use bow effectively.

Personality:
Cătălina has always been a quiet, if a bit standoffish individual preferring solitude over interaction with her peers but while bearing no ill will towards those she does surround herself with. She considers it wise to opt for silence when one has nothing of note to say, and has been noted by her friends as an ‘excellent listener’. However, do not be fool by her exterior. The dark beauty has a special case of self adoration, thinking of herself as a Goddess or untouchable person.

*Likes: Physically Active Hobbies (Hunting), Biology, and Chemistry.

*Dislikes: Anyone speaking ill of Romania.

Fears: Bringing shame to the name and discovering she is not what her family meant to be.

Bio:

As personal stories go, Cătălina is rather unremarkable. She is the youngest daughter of six, coming along unexpectedly. And that was the last surprising thing she accomplished, at least according to her parents, grandparents, and five older sisters. In a family where honor ran strong, Cătălina never seemed to manage anything more than adequate at best.

At least as far as her family thought. Realizing at an early age that no matter what standard she met in her family’s estimation, they would never been satisfied. She had watched her older sisters strive to meet the exacting expectations and had listened to each of them cry in the dark of the night any time they failed. It was enough to inspire the young Cătălina to attempt the obstacle course that was acceptance in her family.

When Cătălina was only 14 they moved from Romania to America taking up residence in Modesto, California. Within a few months the whole family had learned English fluently and were flourishing in the new country. In her freshman year of high school Cătălina discovered her Noble Arm, uncertain she kept it secret from her family and friends. However, curiously got the best of her with help of the internet and father. Cătălina had managed to purchased a bow and attend a couple of beginners classes before she was battling the hunting grounds of California beside her father.

She further flaunted her father’s wishes by attending and obtaining the gold National Youth Archery Championships. It was the beginning of her small fame that she learned of Trinidad Academy. With a little demonstration of her Noble Arm, Cătălina was sent to her new home.

A year as a student of Trinidad Academy under her belt, has given Cătălina the experience to climb up the ranks in just short amount of time.

*Current Goal:To continue honor to her family's name.

Student Rank:
You shall pick for me, dear GM.

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@Ambra I am interested as well.

I Shall Fear No Evil

@FallenTrinity Let me know. I am also looking to join.

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Sorry everyone. This rp is hereby closed. Thank you for the support, this rp will be reopen in the future.

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If no one posts. I will post by the end of the night.

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@czechmate46 Thank you for telling me. Just post whenever you can love.

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Back to the basics
Full Name
Shamus Callahan Ó Raghailligh
What I go by
O'Reiley, Dublin, Smit'icks
Age
31
Birth Date
June 15, 1986
Sexuality
Straight

I’m de 'itman, loyal an' faithful ter de West End Mob.
The Reflection in the Mirror
Height
6'3"
Weight
205lbs 12%BM
Eye Color
Emerald Green
Hair Color
Light Brown
Identifying Marks
Celtic Cross on his back, engraved with the Catholic "Our Father", complemented with Icovellavna in and around the cross. He also has his family crest on his upper right arm that is attached to a rosary going down to his wrist where it connects to a small crucifix.

Weaponry & Skills
Standard Weapon
Sig Sauer p226 w/ Silencer and extended clip [-]
Ruger Scout .308 magnum with black finish and silencer [-]
Pipe bombs, incendiaries and knives are his other weapons he uses but only uses them if the "service" requires it.

Skills
EO Training (mostly homemade things but has enough knowledge to make C4 and semtex in small batchs. Mostly enough for a single job, otherwise he has to order it.), Proficient marksmen, Hand-to-Hand combat, driving.

Strengths
combat reflexes, high situational awareness, athleticism ingenuity

Weaknesses
Drinker, short tempered, smoker, arrogant.

Things I waste my Time With
Hobbies
Gonna de shootin' range for practice. drinkin'

Likes
Blatherin' ter me lads back in Oirlan', drinkin',

Dislike
De Sassenach...fuk dohs limey bastards! mo gcuid coiligh titim amach ina chailiní lámha! De italians too. Seem goes for dem too. mo gcuid coiligh titim amach ina chailiní lámha!

What I’m Really Like
Me mom drilled into me noggin "do unto others as yer wud 'av dem chucker unto you" an' for de most part oi 'av followed dat. oi trate others 'oy oi wud want ter be treated but sometimes 'tis really 'ard whaen sum shite talker enters me boozer an' begins ter 'eckle me an' me mates. den 'tis time ter show dem whose tougher.

Wi' work? well oi folly de ranks an' trate dem wi' respect...not de people, jist de ranks. dare are sum fuckers in our groop dat are idiots an' don't nu waaat de feck they're doin' 'alf de time an' oi 'av naw problem callin' dem oyt on it. but me an' de 'eadbombadare usually git along jist gran'.

'ahahaha. oi'm a bit av a a dead loss romantic wi' de weemen ter be quite 'onest. me mot doesn't really understan' dat oi chucker dis cos oi care. she tinks dat oi'm worried she's gonna leave me but she already towl me dat she 'as dohs Oirish eyes.

All About My Past
Oi cum from a family av foive. me ma, owl lad, an' me older an' younger brah'der. we lived on de border av dublin an' 'ad a relatively decent life dare. me owl lad worked in de lumber yard an' me ma wus a secretary at a wee town law firm. Me younger brah'der an' oi worked wi' our owl lad at de lumber yard t'anks ter 'is knowin' av de owner an' me oldest brah'der wus a mechanic in dublin at a well known garage an' did a damn gran' job at 'is job. But dis wasn't waaat usually did. yer clap, me owl lad wus apart av de IRA in de auld days an' 'ad 'is 'an' in sum av de big moves they did back in de day. needless ter say dat 'is kids, us, wud join in on de acshun despite our mothers disapproval.

Oi wus in dat groop for quite sum time an' learned lashings before oi wus auld enoof ter move ter de united states wi' de 'elp av me family. dare, after oi settled in oi decided ter join de military. oi wus 24 at de time an' signed for wan contract, that's it. de feckin military wus nathin' loike de ira back 'um. ter strict for me tastes. De problem is, after oi got oyt, oi wus jobless. me father's lads offered ter 'elp oyt but oi wus jist too contrairy ter accept it. 'til a paddy came along an' offered me a job wi' a, family av sorts an' oi accepted. derdy job but de pays gran'...what? waaat chucker yer mean dat doesn't explain shoite? go feck yerself! oi don't 'av ter tell yer shoite! 'ope yisser ma burys yer wi' de clap!