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Name: Erigor Vermillion Faction: WaldGeist Age: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: Erigor is one of the most cunning men you should ever have the pleasure to meet. When dealing with conflicts, he prefers to talk, but if necessary he will fight to the best of his ability. Being part of the rebel army, he doesn't believe in killing the innocent unless there is no other choice. He is witty, and tries to remain fairly comedic, despite the situation he might be in. Personal History: Both parents killed by the imperial soldier for having stolen from a rich merchant, in order to feed themselves. He was forced to become a street rat. Erigor lived from the streets of the imperial city until the age of 16, thieving his way through life. There was only one who he could rely on in tough times. A young man like himself in the same situation. Huxley Fairbrook. As time went on, he saw Huxley less and less, until they both drifted apart, friends become strangers It was only until one fateful encounter with a rebel officer, outside of a scummy bar, that he realised what the empire was really about. He met with that same officer time after time at the same place, as friends. The officer would bring him food and what not, whilst he snooped around and gathered information. Eventually the time came when he was caught. He was caught too near to the palace, and beaten senseless by the guard. Erigor was taken from the city and enlisted into the rebel army, where he has been ever since. Being noticeably faster and fitter than other soldiers, due to his time on the streets, he was picked out for extra attention. Erigor rapidly learned, and became the adequate warrior he is today. Skills: + Light on his feet, flexible, and incredibly agile. His movements out pace the majority of opponents, although this doesn't help him in the physical aspect of things. + Can handle swords, daggers... pretty much most blades. This means he'll never be short a weapon. He somehow manages to turn anything into an effective weapon. His primary weapon of choice is a pair of retractable claws straps the his hands. They are effective for quick, silent assassinations, and speedy attack in full confrontation. + People skills, He can use his linguistic powers to get himself out of trouble, make others side with him, and although vein, makes him a hit with the ladies. Teigu: None yet
Lazarus chuckled a little. "White is holy. I guess holy isn't everyone's thing." He ate a chip, before sitting on a stool, rubbing the back of his head. "jeez. The rest of them surely should be finishing things up by now." he punched his palm. "They're taking so long, because their strongest team isn't their!" He said cockily. He continued with the little girl. "I think purple would suit you, little one. Cute, but effective." He grinned. "You have to tell me more about your magic, do the souls you call upon have memory of their past life? Or are they just puppets?" His question sounded horrible, but he just had to know.
If you wanted Erigor could know Huxley. Being a street rat and being part of organized crime are admittedly different things, but close in kind and physical proximity so its definitely not out of the realm of possibility. If you want them to have some sort of connection let me know.
sounds good, i'd like that
Name: Erigor Vermillion Faction: WaldGeist Age: 20 Gender: Male Appearance: Personality: Erigor is one of the most cunning men you should ever have the pleasure to meet. When dealing with conflicts, he prefers to talk, but if necessary he will fight to the best of his ability. Being part of the rebel army, he doesn't believe in killing the innocent unless there is no other choice. He is witty, and tries to remain fairly comedic, despite the situation he might be in. Personal History: Both parents killed by the imperial soldier for having stolen from a rich merchant, in order to feed themselves. He was forced to become a street rat. Erigor lived from the streets of the imperial city until the age of 16, thieving his way through life. There was only one who he could rely on in tough times. A young man like himself in the same situation. Huxley Fairbrook. As time went on, he saw Huxley less and less, until they both drifted apart, friends become strangers It was only until one fateful encounter with a rebel officer, outside of a scummy bar, that he realised what the empire was really about. He met with that same officer time after time at the same place, as friends. The officer would bring him food and what not, whilst he snooped around and gathered information. Eventually the time came when he was caught. He was caught too near to the palace, and beaten senseless by the guard. Erigor was taken from the city and enlisted into the rebel army, where he has been ever since. Being noticeably faster and fitter than other soldiers, due to his time on the streets, he was picked out for extra attention. Erigor rapidly learned, and became the adequate warrior he is today. Skills: + Light on his feet, flexible, and incredibly agile. His movements out pace the majority of opponents, although this doesn't help him in the physical aspect of things. + Can handle swords, daggers... pretty much most blades. This means he'll never be short a weapon. He somehow manages to turn anything into an effective weapon. His primary weapon of choice is a pair of retractable claws straps the his hands. They are effective for quick, silent assassinations, and speedy attack in full confrontation. + People skills, He can use his linguistic powers to get himself out of trouble, make others side with him, and although vein, makes him a hit with the ladies. Teigu: None yet
What's holding you up?
deciding between faction, ive got a pretty good idea for both.... but its choosing....
100% still interested, just stumped making my cs.... Got some serious head block :')
Lazarus nodded in agreement with Sasha. "It is most likely that we shall be left alone.... but we cannot.." He emphasised that word."... afford to let our guard down." He grunted. "That book is the closest thing we have to gettin' wes back and we aint' giving it up to anybody.... I'll die first." He grinned a little. Lazarus revealed his own guild mark. "How about white?" He grinned proud of his own.
Because I may consider that
Is that allowed?
Lazarus grinned. "Excellent!" He brought his hands together. A Phoenix that cannot fly. He chuckled. "Flyin' ain't nothin' to do with the wind or whatever. It's to do with what's in here." He pointed to his heart. "I can teach you how to fly. All I need from you is some self believe, and some trust in me." He knelt down in front of her, hands on her shoulders. "Can you do that?"
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