Undying Curiosity

The Age of Iron

@Duck That first post really set the tone for the Rp, I knew it was going to be grim but you did a really good job. It got me really stoked to post XDXD

The Age of Iron

~Mo'Rahv VI~
~Koraha~

Rahviarra, Mo'Rahv's home city. A bustling place with enthused people all around, a cheerful and exciting contrast to this place. Koraha, a massive unending steppe filled to the brim with mystery, wild life and dread. It would be hard to imagine why a person of Mo'Rahv's stature would be anywhere near a place like this, but that time of questioning is long passed. Mo'Rahv, now on his 5^th day in the forsaken lands, Has not yet seen another human or person.

Mo'Rahv's tent shakes and collapses as a breeze flows over the korahanian fields, it was an oddly warm breeze for the time of day it was. Everytime I'm about to finish the tent, it gets knocked over...It's always just before I put the last two pegs in.... Mo'Rahv sighed as he relaxed his head backwards.

It was at this time when a light, not bright enough to blind, but bright enough to be seen for miles, caught 'Rahv's eye. A phenomenon that sparked his interest in it's entirety. The possibility of a Taniwhan trap or the sun shinning off the mountain in a certain way didn't even occur to Mo'Rahv before he decided to venture forth towards it. Mo'Rahv was so desperate to see another coherent being nothing else seemed to matter at that point. He started to gather his things, and eventually move on. Leaving his tent in shambles on the ground, a campfire that is primed to be lit and a makeshift pillow laying there ready for anybody to take. Mo'Rahv collected his necessities and naively made way towards the light.

The Age of Iron

Maybe one more day. There is still @Kindos who has yet to put up a CS, and then maybe after that we'll let all the newcomers jump in when they like.

The Age of Iron

Name:
Mo'Rahv the VI (Rahv for short)

Age:
20

Origin:
Rahviarra

Appearance:
Mo'Rahv the VI (Rahv)

Personality:
Some might say Mo'Rahv is a kind and genuine soul, others may say he is fake and shady. It wouldn't be to far off to say he is a bit of both. Mo'Rahv has grown up knowing the ways of a noblemen, learning the character traits to be a 'people person'. Mo'Rahv, like some of his political relatives, is always trying to be as charismatic as he can while still letting people know how he feels. A trait that sets him aside from his family, is that he is naive. He befriends almost everyone he meets,this is in part one of his convictions that he tries to uphold; A stranger is a friend until proven otherwise. Often in the past this mind set has betrayed him, but he makes the same mistake time and time again.

Needless to say Mo'Rahv is stubborn. He is stuck in his ways and he intends to stay that way. Aside from his noblemen persona, he likes to relax and enjoy life's simpler things. Mo'Rahv prefers to agree with people rather than debate, if that meant preventing a dilemma. Relaxing may be one of Mo'Rahv's favourite things to do, but when the time comes he can be dead serious and you would never know. He likes to keep a calm and relaxed demeanor in any situation, the only time he breaks character is when he is under extreme emotional stress.

Equipment:
Mo'Rahv travels with a set of sturdy leather armor. The armor has a thin cloth lining under thick pads of layered black Leather. The clothe is a resilient fabric that is woven specifically for the trials of combat, protecting against weak slashes. This cloth covers the joints and neck. The Leather covers most of Rahv's body and is layered twice on parts of the body that cover vital organs. The chest piece has a thin metal lining for aesthetics along with a faded symbol etched in the left bicep.

Mo'Rahv carries around two silver axes that he uses to fight with together. He also carries a third that is stored in his traveling gear, this is just a backup in case he looses one. Twin axes
Bio:
In his early years Mo'Rahv lived a relatively peaceful life. There was the odd Bandit raid here and there, but for the most part the world was good to him. This was only achievable because of what his ancestors had accomplished decades (near a century) ago. Mo'Rav's Great Great Grandfather, Mo'Rahv the III, had accomplished a feat that would be unthinkable today. In a time of strife and chaos Mo'Rahv III had gone head to head with the leader of the infamous Steeltongue Clan. Decades ago, Mo'Rahv III was one of the top authority figures of the Steeltongue clan.

The once brutally strict commander was a force a nature to be reckoned with. Molding all his subordinates through rigorous trials and raids, showing no mercy to those who fell short. A text book villain for the ages. But, the human soul can only handle so much pain and anguish. After years of watching the fires of villages scorch the earth, and the numerous bodies pile at his feet, he'd had enough. Mo'Rahv III was ready to hang up his sword and retire, an idea that was unheard of in the Steeltongue clan. The leader of the Steeltongue clan resented Mo'Rahv III for his notions of retirement, for a bandit, the only way to 'retire' was to die.

After a series of arguments and clash of swords, The Steeltongue Leader challenged Mo'rahv III to a battle to the death. Mo'Rahv saw this opportunity to finally end his career as a homicidal raider, a chance to live in peace. And so, the battle commenced, and after 2 hours of fighting the two power houses landed their last blows. Mo'Rahv's, however, struck deeper than his opponents. The Steeltongue leader laid there helpless and defeated, but he did not die. Mo'Rahv III showed mercy on him. Instead of dealing the death blow, Mo'Rahv left him there to bleed out or cry for help to his subordinates.

Mo'Rahv III,now no longer a bandit, decided to settle down. Not being and old man yet, he still had a lot of time to live before going six feet under. He started a community, a community that started with the idea of a Clean Slate. The community grew with people from all walks of life coming to seek a fresh start.

Now, nearly a century later, Mo'Rahv The VI is a living legacy of what is Great Great Grandfather worked for. The community is now a quickly growing city by the name of Rahvairra, known for it's 'Clean Slate' ceremony. Mo'Rahv VI is now traveling the world as a warrior and representative of his homeland. Fighting for what he thinks is right and spreading the word of his family's legacy.

The Age of Iron

Here is my CS, sorry it took so long.

Hider

Name:
Mo'Rahv the VI (Rahv for short)

Age:
20

Origin:
Rahviarra

Appearance:
Mo'Rahv the VI (Rahv)

Personality:
Some might say Mo'Rahv is a kind and genuine soul, others may say he is fake and shady. It wouldn't be to far off to say he is a bit of both. Mo'Rahv has grown up knowing the ways of a noblemen, learning the character traits to be a 'people person'. Mo'Rahv, like some of his political relatives, is always trying to be as charismatic as he can while still letting people know how he feels. A trait that sets him aside from his family, is that he is naive. He befriends almost everyone he meets,this is in part one of his convictions that he tries to uphold; A stranger is a friend until proven otherwise. Often in the past this mind set has betrayed him, but he makes the same mistake time and time again.

Needless to say Mo'Rahv is stubborn. He is stuck in his ways and he intends to stay that way. Aside from his noblemen persona, he likes to relax and enjoy life's simpler things. Mo'Rahv prefers to agree with people rather than debate, if that meant preventing a dilemma. Relaxing may be one of Mo'Rahv's favourite things to do, but when the time comes he can be dead serious and you would never know. He likes to keep a calm and relaxed demeanor in any situation, the only time he breaks character is when he is under extreme emotional stress.

Equipment:
Mo'Rahv travels with a set of sturdy leather armor. The armor has a thin cloth lining under thick pads of layered black Leather. The clothe is a resilient fabric that is woven specifically for the trials of combat, protecting against weak slashes. This cloth covers the joints and neck. The Leather covers most of Rahv's body and is layered twice on parts of the body that cover vital organs. The chest piece has a thin metal lining for aesthetics along with a faded symbol etched in the left bicep.

Mo'Rahv carries around two silver axes that he uses to fight with together. He also carries a third that is stored in his traveling gear, this is just a backup in case he looses one. Twin axes
Bio:
In his early years Mo'Rahv lived a relatively peaceful life. There was the odd Bandit raid here and there, but for the most part the world was good to him. This was only achievable because of what his ancestors had accomplished decades (near a century) ago. Mo'Rav's Great Great Grandfather, Mo'Rahv the III, had accomplished a feat that would be unthinkable today. In a time of strife and chaos Mo'Rahv III had gone head to head with the leader of the infamous Steeltongue Clan. Decades ago, Mo'Rahv III was one of the top authority figures of the Steeltongue clan.

The once brutally strict commander was a force a nature to be reckoned with. Molding all his subordinates through rigorous trials and raids, showing no mercy to those who fell short. A text book villain for the ages. But, the human soul can only handle so much pain and anguish. After years of watching the fires of villages scorch the earth, and the numerous bodies pile at his feet, he'd had enough. Mo'Rahv III was ready to hang up his sword and retire, an idea that was unheard of in the Steeltongue clan. The leader of the Steeltongue clan resented Mo'Rahv III for his notions of retirement, for a bandit, the only way to 'retire' was to die.

After a series of arguments and clash of swords, The Steeltongue Leader challenged Mo'rahv III to a battle to the death. Mo'Rahv saw this opportunity to finally end his career as a homicidal raider, a chance to live in peace. And so, the battle commenced, and after 2 hours of fighting the two power houses landed their last blows. Mo'Rahv's, however, struck deeper than his opponents. The Steeltongue leader laid there helpless and defeated, but he did not die. Mo'Rahv III showed mercy on him. Instead of dealing the death blow, Mo'Rahv left him there to bleed out or cry for help to his subordinates.

Mo'Rahv III,now no longer a bandit, decided to settle down. Not being and old man yet, he still had a lot of time to live before going six feet under. He started a community, a community that started with the idea of a Clean Slate. The community grew with people from all walks of life coming to seek a fresh start.

Now, nearly a century later, Mo'Rahv The VI is a living legacy of what is Great Great Grandfather worked for. The community is now a quickly growing city by the name of Rahvairra, known for it's 'Clean Slate' ceremony. Mo'Rahv VI is now traveling the world as a warrior and representative of his homeland. Fighting for what he thinks is right and spreading the word of his family's legacy.

The Age of Iron

@Kingfisher
Do you mind if i use and elaborate on the "Steeltongue Clan" for my CS?

I'm only asking because I don't want you to fall victim of some sort of Intellectual theft xP

The Age of Iron

Just letting you know I'm still interested, I'm thinking of making a CS.

Acceleration Rising (Accel World RP)

I'm still here, I'm just waiting for IC to go up XD

The Age of Iron

I don't know If I'm going to join or not, but you have my interest. I'll subscribe and see where it goes and if I think I'll have fun Rp'ing with you guys, then I'll commit.

Acceleration Rising (Accel World RP)

Who has yet to move their characters?