Name :
Lucilia Tinath
Nicknames :
Lucy (Shorten), Sunshine (Her pet name used by her family and close friends), Riovas (her mother's maiden name which she uses when trying to hide her nobility)
Gender :
Female
Age and birthday :
24, Summer of 1278
Origin :
Born of low nobility in the House of Tinath. Her father is a squire-turned-knight while her mother is an acclaimed herbalist. She has three older brothers and a younger sister.
Length and build :
Stands at a height taller than most men (Six feet three inches) and built like a fortress. That is to say, underneath the layers of clothing, she is very muscular, as though she has spent years hauling rocks. She has a healthy layer of fat around her stomach and other major muscles that don't take away from her well-toned physique, but also allow her to keep on going even under duress. Not very feminine.
Weight :
Two Hundred Twenty Pounds
Sexuality :
Bisexual, but admittedly would only marry to males.
Appearances :
No dragon unfortunately. Wears a
helmet.
Occupation :
Town Guard
Favorite phrase/saying :
"There is more color to this world than black and white."
Favorite Food :
Apple Cabbage Soup and Garlic Bread
Favorite Weather and Season :
Lucilia likes the spring, where the plants are just beginning to bloom. But she also likes cold days, so that she doesn't burn up when she's in her uniform.
Patron God/Goddess :
Brafald, for the obvious reason that she wishes to protect the people using justice as her tool of her trade.
Personality :
Lucilia is a stoic girl, good for a guard, not so much for everything else. It seems like she simply is apathetic to the world as a whole, like she wouldn't shed a tear at her own father's funeral (She won't). But it's just now she's learn to deal with things. Lucilia isn't one to likes to constantly create close personal attachments to everyone and everything; all things physical will be gone one day, and who is she to have to mourn the inevitable? Not that she won't feel sadden by it, she just learned not to show it under the impression that it makes her look weak. But aside from her stone-expression, she has a heart of gold. Or maybe silver, depending on how charitable she is that day. She didn't become a guard just to mooch off the power; she wants to take an active part in helping protect the people of the land, from the royal court to the lowly beggars. While she isn't afraid to dirty her hands in the name of justice, she also won't betray her principles and honor just to fulfill the letter of her credo. She wants to do good the best way she can; sometimes this means following the law, other times it means commanding the law itself.
History :
Lucilia's story began with a knight and a healer. The knight was deathly ill, stricken with a disease that had plagued his family for years. He sought to use his short time on this world to do good, but as he neared his end, he regretted that there was much more to do, and very little time to do it. That's when he met the healer. The healer saw his pain, and she worked hard to alleviate the worse of it. But she was able to do much more. She was able to cure him of his curse. The knight, no longer ill, was able to continue to fight for justice and honor. To thank the anonymous healer the knight took her hand in marriage, to live with him and his family. And that's the basic basics of how Lucilia's parents met. Her father was a knight of House Tinath, while her mother was simply an herbalist who happened to chance upon the knight's sicken body. It was a storybook romance that had a happy ending, that ending involving five children and a family who does well for itself.
As a child Lucilia always loved stories. tales from her father, mother, friends, extended family, complete strangers. The tales of fantasy drew her into a world that seemed magical and awesome. And she wanted to be part of a world like to, to be the hero who vanquishes great evils and brings happiness to the land. Lucky for her, her father was more than willing to show her the ropes of how to uphold justice. While her three older brothers were, at first, much stronger than she was, as they grew older her strength began to surpass their. Only her eldest brother could outdo her in strength and skill, so it came to no surprise that when he reached adulthood he joined the Legion, and attained the rank of Centurion before Lucilia would have been considered a young woman. She too wished to join the legion and fight along side her brother, imagining that he protects the land from the likes of criminals and the barbarians of the north.
And Lucilia was given that chance when she turned eighteen years old herself. Training since she was a little girl, Lucilia was one of the better skilled soldiers of the Legion. Thanks to her father's influence, she was indeed able to work within the same unit as her brother. But that's where this tale stops being so whimsical. Her brother's unit was sent to assist a Legion towards the north, against a growing barbarian tribe that threaten to overrun one of the smaller villages. The battle was a slaughter, but it also showed the true colors of the world. The barbarians, savage as they were, did not come across as mindless monsters in the shape of men. Instead they looked like a mass collation of desperate men and women trying to survive. Lucilia saw cruelty from her people worse than the villains she heard of in stories. This went on for years as her brother was stationed there. Only recently has Lucilia returned to her home city of Hials, where she spends most of her days patrolling the streets for trouble.
Theme song :
We are all one.
Clothing and/or armor :
Lucilia is often seen in her full armor (Image above) when walking the streets, as she is a guard. However she also has more casual attire in the form of fine linen trousers and a tunics. She's still wear her armored boots however, as they're the only footwear she owns. She also has other outfits thanks to her family's status, but they're highly situational attire, such as ballgowns, cold weather clothing, mourning clothing, etc.
Tools and weapons :
Name :
Carnifex the bardiche
Description :
Lucilia's main weapon that she is very skilled at using. Capable of impaling, hacking, or slashing her enemies into slabs of flesh and bones. She received this weapon when she joined her eldest brother against the barbarians of the north.
Appearance :
It is the same weapon in her appearance image. On the blade is written a written engraving: Cast in the name of God, ye not guilty.
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Name :
Lanius the Kopis
Description :
Lucilia's sidearm. While not as skilled at it's use as she is with Carnifex, she is more than deadly with it. A parting gift from her brother, who rewarded it to her for her strength in battle.
Appearance :
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Name :
Benedictus
Description :
Lucilia's horse. It's five years old, and she received it during her time in the north. A close companion of Lucilia's she would often ride it during patrols. Benedictus also has it's own armor, but Lucilia doesn't put it on him unless she's expecting trouble. Benedictus is a war horse and thus more than capable in a fight, but he's also very intelligent, and knows the difference between an army and a crowd of people. Lucilia can whistle for him and he'll come running.
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Skill/Abilities :
Skill/Abilities :
Literate - Lucilia knows how to read and write quite well. If she ever decided to put aside the guardsmen life, she could potentially retire as an author.
Skilled Fighter - Lucilia spent six years fighting against the hordes of the north. While they aren't exactly a professional army, Lucilia has fought against many cunning and brutal warriors and came out on top. She fights best with her Bardiche, but can kill with her sword or bare-hands if needed.
Horse Rider - Lucilia and Benedictus are quite a pair together. Benedictus himself is a very fast, very strong horse, and with Lucilia at the reins they can do various maneuvers that would take others years to learn.
Plant Identification - Lucilia has spent some time with her mother, enough that she knows much about the local plants around Hials, such as which ones can sooth a upset stomach and which one will cause you to defecate yourself uncontrollably.
Traits
Lucilia is a level-headed individual who tries not to let the confusion and chaos around her to muddle her thinking process. She can be very authoritative thanks to this, good if someone needs to take commands right than and there, but not so much in more casual situations like what to have for dinner.
Lucilia is also a good-hearted person who only wants to try to help. Granted, she doesn't always do things perfectly, and no good deed goes unpunished, but regardless she'll want to help. Whether you want her to or not.
Name :
Leeson
Nicknames :
Wordy, an ironic name used because he doesn't often speak, but when he does he tends to talk a lot. He would also sometimes go by Lee if you aren't referring to his father.
Gender :
Male
Age and birthday :
22; Autumn of 1280
Origin :
A commoner in title, but Leeson's ancestors, including his father, was quite favored in some of the lower nobility houses for his skills in the forge. Leeson's family was well known for their general knowledge in metal working, and more importantly, sword crafting. Leeson's great-grandfather learned it from a highly skilled smith from a low nobility, and than passed down the knowledge to his sons.
Length and build :
Leeson stands at around five feet and five inches, and is rather portly. His muscles show that he is a man familiar with hard labor, but his guts also tells that he is a man who eats well. While not certainly as large as other men who lounge on their wealth, Leeson is deceptively larger than his clothing would reveal.
Weight :
Around two hundred pounds
Sexuality :
He is a heterosexual in that he stills to marry a woman, but he would not reject companionship with another man if he offers pleasant company.
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Appearances :
Some would say that Leeson looks like a foreigner compared to some of his neighbors, such as his almond shaped eyes, fairly small nose, and other features. And while Leeson does not know exactly where his ancestors originate from (The furthest records are from his Grandfather's, who they only know migrated to Delias, but not from where), his father and his father before him were born and raised in these lands, and each one were a splitting image of each other regardless of the women they were birthed from.
Leeson himself has many scars and burns on his arms due to years in the forge, and his skin has darken to reflect this. One particular feature he tries to hide from the public eye is a scar that goes around his neck; savvy observers could tell that it would had come from a hanging. But since Leeson still lives, it's obvious that he was not killed by it. Not quickly anyways.
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Occupation :
Currently Leeson is a blacksmith, though for how much longer is in question.
Favorite phrase/saying :
"Two things can control this world: Gold and Iron."
Favorite Food :
Leeson favors oyster mushrooms, but he likes anything with a spicy taste to it.
Favorite Weather and Season :
Leeson prefers the Autumn, where it's near the end of the harvest season and the sun isn't so harsh, but it's not so cold that one could not enjoy a day outside. Weather wise Leeson actually prefers breezy but sunny days, so that he could go for long walks and keep cool.
Patron God/Goddess :
Though Leeson isn't not a very religious type, when he must pledge his alliance with any god in particular he would chose Iatia, as he sees her as what true perfection is; always outside the reach of mortals, not too look down upon them, but so they know where the next goal lies.
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Personality :
As many of his community might tell you, Leeson seems to be a fairly solitary man. Sure, he would speak to people, make his appearance present, but even amongst a crowd he would seem to be alone. Always doing his work, and his time with others often involve their assistance in his work. He's not a trouble maker by far, and indeed if you went to him for help he'll be willing to offer it however he can. He could not simply say no, just try as hard as he can, even if he will fail anyways. But that's what an observation from the outside would be if you don't ask him what he thinks of himself. He would be honest; he does not know if he is a good judge of character, least of all his own. His only desires is to be a person who can be relied on when asked, and to not be a burden otherwise. Leeson is a romanticist trying to be a cynic; he believes and sees the world for it's good and it's benefits, but feels responsible for the flaws and issues, so much that he feels he must confront them regardless if he has any reason to be involved in the first place. In a better world, he could have been a knight in shining armor, wandering the world righting wrongs and doing good for the land for the sake of making it a better place. But he knows these are just fantasies, but even so he tries to make them realities, as small and insignificantly as they tend to be.
That being said, Leeson is not a nice person. He is not an honest person either, and frankly can come across as rather blunt, sometimes even aggressive. To Leeson, he is simply trying to establish himself as someone who is not going to allow others to try to push or manipulate him against his will. His attitude, be it subtly or blatant, is made to convey a sense of control over the situation at hand. Depending on who you are depends on how subtle he'll make his attitude; close friends are more likely to get extreme reactions from him, where as strangers get more neutral, apathetic responses. And while Leeson does believe himself to be an understanding and reasonable person, he is either lying or a worse person than he appears when he still gives harsh judgement regardless of the circumstances. He believes in equality, sure, but it's not a balance; if he were a judge you would be executed for your crimes, be it petty thievery or murder. His ability to stand by his beliefs regardless of the opposition is admirable, but not always right.
History :
Leeson is the first and only child of Lee the Armorer, a well known blacksmith in the city of Delias. His family's claim to fame was that they knew the subtle arts of sword making and armoring, two skills that often take a normal man years to learn, and not both together. Leeson's father would often boast that the knowledge is carried in their blood, and that the sons would know how to work with metal like how a baby would walk. But this was mostly boasting; Leeson was indeed talented in his profession, quickly taking up the hammer and tongs at a young age of ten years. But his crafts consisted mostly of kitchen ware and cutlery; it took him three years of constant practice every day of the week before he was even allowed to start making things such as axe hands and shovels. Leeson's father would have taught him how to create swords and armor when Leeson was at an adult age too, where it not for one fateful day.
It was the spring of 1295. Leeson was fifteen years of age at that time, and while a skilled blacksmith for his age, he was no where near his father's ability. His father could provide arms and armor for ten men in a week, something that made him rather famous in the city. If Leeson could match his father's skill, the two of them could have worked together and raised their family up to at least a low nobility. But Leeson wouldn't get a chance, not for three years. But during the spring of 1295, Leeson's father headed north towards Nuale, to sell their wares there during a grand festival of some sort. But Leeson's father never returned. A month passed since Leeson's father left for his trip, and when Leeson and his mother asked what had become of him, they could only discover that during that time, there was a high rise in bandit activity in southern Nurvlin. In all likelihood, Leeson's father was captured by the bandits, or killed. Leeson never saw his father after that day. And after that day, Leeson's life became to crumble around him.
His mother, grief stricken, married off to another man, a merchant, who left her only son to their family forge. Leeson himself, while skilled in the forge, had no experience on how to run it as a business. For a while, he tried to take care of the forge himself. He did rather well too, for about three years. But by then he soon discovered that for all his skills in working with metals, without his father's knowledge no one cared for what Leeson could do. Blacksmiths who could shape pots and pans were a dime a dozen; Leeson could hardly forge a decent dagger, let alone a masterwork weapon. He tried to get by as a mundane maker of tools and kitchen ware, picking up some knowledge in making chains, locks, hinges, even managed to make himself a fairly decent war axe, but as he grew older his business slowed down. Leeson knew that he had three, maybe five more years before his business would be forgotten, and he'd be forced to sell his family's forge just to survive. Leeson came to terms with his fate, and tried to live the rest of his life as comfortably as he could. He made friends with various people including a mine and smelter owner, and was sweet on an herbalist girl back in his community.
Cut to now, the 1302 year since the empire was formed. Leeson still owns his forge, albeit he only gets by providing pickaxes for the local iron mine and occasionally repairing weapons and armor for local guardsmen. Leeson spends most of his time at the forge trying to make works of art out of the materials he gets, which he can occasionally sale for enough money to keep his shop afloat. Though Leeson has gained the skills to almost emulate his father's ability, he no longer is concerned about trying to keep his forge afloat. Leeson spent much of his time experimenting with whatever metals he gets, making them into shapes and things that he hopes one day would have great use in the future. Sometimes he and a few others in his community would sometimes come together at a tavern and write poetry and sing ballads for more money, but it was mostly for entertainment. When they weren't trying to earn money and company at the tavern, they would be out and about the city, doing foolish youthful antics. One such antics nearly ended with Leeson hanging himself, though he luckily managed to cut the rope before his life was snapped out. Nowadays, the fairly young smith is considering traveling the world, to find a place to settle down or die peacefully.
Theme song :
Tears of the Dragon
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Clothing and/or armor :
Leeson wears a dirty woolen robe of sorts that goes a bit towards his knees, pants, gloves, and a strange set of shoes. The robe was blue, but after many years in the forge, it's something of a coal black. He also has some gloves made of wool and deer leather, which he got so his hands would stop getting burnt in the forge. His footwear is strange in that it looks like fairly normal pair of shoes made of cloth, but inside there is wood at the feet, giving his footprints an odd rectangular shape. He also has a leather belt with many loops on it so that he made tie or hang things from them. He also still keeps his blacksmith apron on, which he mainly uses so he has pockets to store things in. The only form of armor he really owns is a strange wood/steel hat, which is actually a buckler, but Leeson doesn't know that.
Tools and weapons :
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Name :
Bow Staff
Description :
A rather ingenious creation; it appears to be a bog standard wooden staff, but Leeson has treated the wood in such a way that he can use it not only for general stick purposes, but he can also turn the simple staff into a deceptively efficient longbow.
Appearance :
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Name :
Ring Dagger
Description :
A dagger Leeson made for situations that require things to be cut or stabbed. He calls it a ring dagger because he put a ring near the hilt so that he could fasten it onto his staff and make it into a spear.
Appearance :
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Name :
Rope
Description :
Leeson carries a large length of rope in the event something needs to be tied up. Highly versatile.
Appearance :
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Skill/Abilities :
Smithing - Leeson is a very talented smith, and has even learned the subtle nuances of sword making and armoring. He is more than able to make more mundane items such as kitchen ware, farm tools, chains, locks, and even has experimented with other things that people may either see as useless garbage or great ingenuity in disguise.
Reading/Writing - Unlike some commoners, Leeson is actually literate in the common script. While he's never read any books, he's something of an amateur poet and often writes in his journal his daily observations, notes, and poems.
Young and Healthy - Despite his appearance, Leeson is quite an athletic fellow, a fast runner and a bit of an acrobat (He can do a backflip). He's hauled his own ore from a mine before and is accustomed to traveling long distances with a heavy load, to the point that a hundred pounds on his shoulders may as well be his evening wear.
Archer - Though Leeson does his best to keep this skill a secret, he's a decent archer. He learned how to use a bow thanks to some friends in the town, but honed it poaching when he is suffering through some lean months.
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Traits
Could be considered a quiet type as he doesn't seem to speak out, but when he does, oh boy, he says a lot. Most of it is rambling, but if you could piece together his thoughts you might be able to get an understanding of what he's trying to say.
Leeson is fairly creative, though not to say that he's all that impressive with his creations. What he makes is quaint and maybe something worth conversing about, but hardly anything life changing. Usually. Often, Leeson is able improvises tools and such with whatever is around him. Usually it involves a lot of rope.
One could say that Leeson has something of a noble spirit. He does not simply stand down when faced with injustice, especially noticeable since he's just a commoner. Always willing to lend a hand, to stand up for his fellow man (Or woman), and will give as much as he can get. Though there are times were he seems to be rather confrontational, he does so out of good intentions.
