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Final Fantasy: The Dark Crystal

I've decided to refit Moggo with a greatsword instead of a sword and board. Now, do I want the practical hume-sized-sword turned moogle greatsword- a nobler looking weapon befitting a to-be knight, or do I just want the giant butcher knife because any Final Fantasy RP deserves at least one buster sword?

Choices choices

Final Fantasy: The Dark Crystal

I think I may rework Moggo's weapons as well. Instead of a sword and shield- which wouldn't be very viable since he's so short- I might just give him a two handed sword instead- or maybe even a warhammer or two handed axe

Final Fantasy: The Dark Crystal

@Ogobrogo would it be out of place to give my pint sized powerhouse a mount to ride into battle/pull along the party's provision wagon? A chocobo for the mog knight

Final Fantasy: The Dark Crystal

Moggo

_{"Looks can be deceiving! Kupo!"}

Name: Amadeus Galantia Moggo the Fourth. 'Moggo' for short.
Title: "Squire Moggo IV of Mog Town, Guardian of the Crystal Palace, Squire to the Steward of the Grand Crystal"
Race: Moogle
Job: Warrior
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Warrior of Light: No

---

_{Appearance Information}

Physical Features:

Tall for a moogle, Moggo stands over his kin at an impressive 3 '4" in height (thats 3'10" feet with his ears!), with quaint cream colored fur. His body is narrow and sinewy, and his wings are a leathery black while his pom is a light green. His eyes are soft and brown in color, and have a sense of perceptiveness to them. Most notably, his ears are dark brown in color, instead of the cream white of the rest of his fur. While his body is relatively devoid scars, and are generally hidden by his fur, though the most notable one is a short, pink slash across his left cheek.

Clothing/Armor/Weapons:

Like most moogles, Moggo's everyday attire consists of a large, one piece type of baggy attire in white and green that goes down to past his knees, with a pair of breeches tucked into a pair of sturdy leather boots. The sleeves are tucked leather vambraces over the his hands as to not get in his way. Overtop of this, he wears a tough, sturdy leather apron that isn't uncommon on squires. A leather cap tops his head, with holes for his ears and pom.

In battle, Moggo joins the ranks of his other fellow warriors. Clad in steel plates on his arms and legs, plated boots and gloves, with a chainmail shirt underneath a tough leather brigandine, Moggo is surprisingly mobile for such an ungainly looking appearance. His head is protected by a visored sallet, with holes in the top for his pom and ears to poke through. His ears has soft leather strapped to its back for added protection. Additionally, the right pauldron of Moggo's armor has a worn pad of thick leather on top of it, which he uses to rest his sword on when unsheathed.

Like many would-be knights, Moggo is trained in a variety of martial weapons, though there are a few that he favors. Typically, he wields his favored greatsword- The Lohengrin, a massive blade of fine castleforged craftsmanship. A noble sword, its hilt is accented by blazing crimson vines that manifest in a fiery red rose in the center of the crossguard. This greatsword, by hume standards is no longer than a typical bastard sword- a three foot blade with an extra foot long hilt- but is comparatively massive when regarded with Moggo's diminutive stature. Despite his sword's bulk, Moggo still manages to swing it around with surprising ableness. Moggo's most prized possession, a gift from his commanding Paladin, this blade almost never leaves Moggo's side- or back, where it is typically sheathed in a fine cherry wood scabbard etched with similar vine designs around its mouth.

However, it is not unknown for Moggo to wield a shortspear or shortsword (in place of a typical polearm or single handedsword) in conjunction with a buckler (in place of a kiteshield), when his Lohengrin is impractical, and he is capable of riding Chocobo into battle when called upon.

Moggo's Lohengrin

Moggo's Chocobo

Moggo's Chocobo is a mild mannered male named Kokobocho. Its a dark yellow chocobo with the tips of its wing and tailfeathers growing dark. Kokobocho is most notable by the sigil imprinted on the front of its beak, representing the Crystal Palace. As a mount, Kokobocho is fairly lightly armored, and is meant to be used as a mobile scout cavalry as opposed to a heavily armored charging destrier, and only features a breastplate, shinbraces, and a headguard. Due to Moggo's small size and weight, the saddle has plenty of space to fit sizable travel bags behind it, and Moggo will typically store items to unwieldy for him to carry on his chocobo.

_{Psychological Information}

Personality Traits:

Loyal | Earnest | Selfless | Short-Sighted | Simple-Minded

Likes:

Getting scratched behind the ear | Acts of Valor | Kupo Nuts

Dislikes:

Having his Pom/Wings pulled | Acts of Cowardice | Jokes about height

---

_{Personal History}

Hometown:

Mog Town | Thorne

Current Residence:

Thorne City | Thorne

Occupation:

A Squire in the service of the Holy Paladin Order

Backstory:

The third son and fifth child of eight, Moggo was born to a humble farming family in the outfields of Thorne, in a small village populated primarily by moogles- Mog Town. Amadeus Galantia Moggo the Fourth was never destined for greatness, said his family, he and the rest of his siblings were expected to help his parents run their farm. As a child, Moggo helped out his family on the Moggo farm, either cultivating Kupo Nuts or tending to the chocobos, though he often dreamed of doing more with his life- doing good in a way that was more than just helping around the farm or tending to birds.

Still, ever the good son, Moggo spent most of his childhood and adolescent years helping his family on their farm, and between schooling and farmwork was kept quite busy. Keeping him busy was his parents way of trying to discourage him from growing too ambitious or curious of the world beyond the farm, believing that he would strike off on his won to act on some foolhardy sense of justice, but they were not blind to his desires. As he grew older, his parents relented a bit, and allowed him to travel to Thorne City with his father when they went to sell their goods in the market.

One day in town, a group of Paladins in the marketplace noticed the small moogle family, and one commented on Moggo's impressive strength- being able to easily carry a heavy barrel of kupo nuts that a fully grown hume would be hard pressed to carry without aid- and said that Moggo would make a decent Knight with his strength. Though the compliment was merely a comment in passing, perhaps even a joke, Moggo took the words to heart and decided that he had found his true calling.

Much to the dismay of his father, Moggo immediately set off to find the Crystal Palace where he animatedly requested to join the service of its Knight Paladins. The Paladins found themselves bewildered with the appearance of the little moogle requesting to join their ranks, and equally bewildered by the adamancy in which he refused to be refused. Eventually, a kindly lower-ranked knight decided to take Moggo on as a squire, willing to humor the little moogle for a little while before the little thing would surely tire of his ideals and realize that military service was not for him.

Unfortunately for Sir Eran Quaid, the lowly knight that took Moggo under his wing, Moggo did not tire of his aspirations to join the Holy Paladin Order. In fact, Moggo possessed an amount of determination and energy uncommon to even the most dedicated of squires. With the work ethic and dedication of a full-time farmer, the little moogle surprised many with his determination and surprising amount of strength.

Now a squire for the past three years, Amadeus Galantia Moggo IV serves and accompanies Sir Eran Quaid as he quests in the service of the Holy Paladin Order. From delivering messages and letters, to caring and maintaining armor and weapons, and even fighting alongside Sir Eran against monsters, Moggo eagerly serves the Order with aspirations of joining its ranks as a full fledged Paladin himself. Currently, the pair are back in Thorne City, as Sir Eran participates in tourneys and Amadeus enjoys the week long festival.
Other:

Needless to say, Sir Eran will likely perish with the attack, leaving Moggo free to join the rest of the party on whatever it is they decide to do.

Moggo is abnormally strong. Attributed to years of working on a farm, Moggo posses an amount of strength that is bewildering comparative to his size.

Final Fantasy: The Dark Crystal

My humble application for perusing should you decide to allow me @Ogobrogo.

Moggo

_{"Looks can be deceiving! Kupo!"}

Name: Amadeus Galantia Moggo the Fourth. 'Moggo' for short.
Title: "Squire Moggo IV of Mog Town, Guardian of the Crystal Palace, Squire to the Steward of the Grand Crystal"
Race: Moogle
Job: Warrior
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Warrior of Light: No

---

_{Appearance Information}

Physical Features:

Tall for a moogle, Moggo stands over his kin at an impressive 2'6" in height, with quaint cream colored fur. His body is narrow and sinewy, and his wings are a leathery black while his pom is a light green. His eyes are soft and brown in color, and have a sense of perceptiveness to them. Most notably, his ears are dark brown in color, instead of the cream white of the rest of his fur. While his body is relatively devoid scars, and are generally hidden by his fur, though the most notable one is a short, pink slash across his left cheek.

Clothing/Armor/Weapons:

Like most moogles, Moggo's everyday attire consists of a large, one piece type of baggy attire in white and green that goes down to past his knees, with a pair of breeches tucked into a pair of sturdy leather boots. The sleeves are tucked leather vambraces over the his hands as to not get in his way. Overtop of this, he wears a tough, sturdy leather apron that isn't uncommon on squires. A leather cap tops his head, with holes for his ears and pom.

In battle, Moggo joins the ranks of his other fellow warriors. Clad in hardleather plates on his arms and legs, with a chainmail shirt underneath a tough leather brigandine, Moggo is surprisingly mobile for such an ungainly looking appearance. His head is protected by a visored sallet, with holes in the top for his pom and ears to poke through. His ears has soft leather strapped to its back for added protection.

Like many would-be knights, Moggo is trained in a variety of martial weapons, though there are a few that he favors. In one hand, he wields his favored sword- The Lohengrin (though it is no larger than a long dagger or shortsword by hume standards), a self-named wide steel blade of of decent craftsmanship, and in the other a great, sturdy kiteshield (again, by hume standards, it is no larger than a typical buckler). However, knowing he is short of stature and therefore reach, Moggo has also learned how to use polearms, and will wield a pure steel shortspear in conjunction with his shield, often saving the Lohengrin for use in personal defense.

_{Psychological Information}

Personality Traits:

Loyal | Earnest | Selfless | Short-Sighted | Simple-Minded

Likes:

Getting scratched behind the ear | Acts of Valor | Kupo Nuts

Dislikes:

Having his Pom/Wings pulled | Acts of Cowardice | Jokes about height

---

_{Personal History}

Hometown:

Mog Town | Thorne

Current Residence:

Thorne City | Thorne

Occupation:

A Squire in the service of the Holy Paladin Order

Backstory:

The third son and fifth child of eight, Moggo was born to a humble farming family in the outfields of Thorne, in a small village populated primarily by moogles- Mog Town. Amadeus Galantia Moggo the Fourth was never destined for greatness, said his family, he and the rest of his siblings were expected to help his parents run their farm. As a child, Moggo helped out his family on the Moggo farm, either cultivating Kupo Nuts or tending to the chocobos, though he often dreamed of doing more with his life- doing good in a way that was more than just helping around the farm or tending to birds.

Still, ever the good son, Moggo spent most of his childhood and adolescent years helping his family on their farm, and between schooling and farmwork was kept quite busy. Keeping him busy was his parents way of trying to discourage him from growing too ambitious or curious of the world beyond the farm, believing that he would strike off on his won to act on some foolhardy sense of justice, but they were not blind to his desires. As he grew older, his parents relented a bit, and allowed him to travel to Thorne City with his father when they went to sell their goods in the market.

One day in town, a group of Paladins in the marketplace noticed the small moogle family, and one commented on Moggo's impressive strength- being able to easily carry a heavy barrel of kupo nuts that a fully grown hume would be hard pressed to carry without aid- and said that Moggo would make a decent Knight with his strength. Though the compliment was merely a comment in passing, perhaps even a joke, Moggo took the words to heart and decided that he had found his true calling.

Much to the dismay of his father, Moggo immediately set off to find the Crystal Palace where he animatedly requested to join the service of its Knight Paladins. The Paladins found themselves bewildered with the appearance of the little moogle requesting to join their ranks, and equally bewildered by the adamancy in which he refused to be refused. Eventually, a kindly lower-ranked knight decided to take Moggo on as a squire, willing to humor the little moogle for a little while before the little thing would surely tire of his ideals and realize that military service was not for him.

Unfortunately for Sir Eran Quaid, the lowly knight that took Moggo under his wing, Moggo did not tire of his aspirations to join the Holy Paladin Order. In fact, Moggo possessed an amount of determination and energy uncommon to even the most dedicated of squires. With the work ethic and dedication of a full-time farmer, the little moogle surprised many with his determination and surprising amount of strength.

Now a squire for the past three years, Amadeus Galantia Moggo IV serves and accompanies Sir Eran Quaid as he quests in the service of the Holy Paladin Order. From delivering messages and letters, to caring and maintaining armor and weapons, and even fighting alongside Sir Eran against monsters, Moggo eagerly serves the Order with aspirations of joining its ranks as a full fledged Paladin himself. Currently, the pair are back in Thorne City, as Sir Eran participates in tourneys and Amadeus enjoys the week long festival.
Other:

Needless to say, Sir Eran will likely perish with the attack, leaving Moggo free to join the rest of the party on whatever it is they decide to do.

Moggo is abnormally strong. Attributed to years of working on a farm, Moggo posses an amount of strength that is bewildering comparative to his size.

Final Fantasy: The Dark Crystal

If there are a few people who are taking back their interest status, would it be possible for me to take one of their places? I've had a hankering for a classic fantasy, and the idea of playing a Mog Knight sounds right up my alley- as a companion to one of the heroes/Chosen as opposed to one of the actual heroes/chosen

朝代循環

huh, me and my girlfriend just started watching the 3 kingdoms series. Color me interested in this as well.

Mars Protocol

Me as well.

Broken Skies: War in the Eversky

Something tells me its not going to be as simple as putting a bullet through his skull

Broken Skies: War in the Eversky

Sam had tumbled down the steps with the others, roughly pulling on his boots as he hopped down the stairs. Grabbing his sidearm from his side, and throwing a bundle of shoddy coats and jackets on the floor, he looked at the others. He'd never felt so relieved to be in the company of trained killers. Glancing around at the others as they spoke their piece, and nodded.

"Ariah is right, being inconspicuous is the the thing to do- at least, I'm pretty sure thats what the other spies would say. The dock is only a short walk away though, so there are only so many routes we can take." Sam said as he pulled on a tough leather coat and pulled a cap over his head. Aside from his sidearm, he now looked the part of every other dock worker in the city.

Hiding his sidearm within his coat, Sam nodded his head at the bundle of shoddy clothes. "Heavens Eyes' Enforcers are trigger happy, but they don't make a habit of gunning down random civilians in the street. With these, they'll at least stop you and tell you to identify yourselves before shooting at you- and if it comes to that, you lot look like you know your way around a fight." "

Now come on." Sam said as he slowly opened the door and walked out.

---

The trip to the docks took Sam but a few minutes, but he stopped before walking onto the wide planks. Enforcers were at the docks already, their jackets blood red against the orange lamplight of the docks. Sam wasn't much for stealth, and didn't imagine he'd be able to sneak past them to get to the ship- which despite being only a couple dozen yards away, felt like miles away. His hand gripped at the handle of his sidearm. All he needed was five minutes on the ship and he could get them out of there.