Jaysong | Medieval Fantasy

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Username: PoetLore

Name: Brynn Danoff

Age: 35 though she looks a bit younger

Race: Solarian

Home Nation: Estaila

Religion: She worships the Owl

Profession: Blacksmith

Weapons: Brynn prefers the sword, but does own a bow and knows how to use it.

Appearance: Brynn would be considered beautiful by most standards. High cheekbones and straight nose with full lips and beguiling blue eyes. She has long wavy brown hair that falls to her waist and which is most always held firmly in a thick tight braid. She is not as feminine in appearance as her facial features would seem to allude to as her profession has given her strong arms and legs and thicker, more calloused hands. She is usually found in the smithy attired in a thick leather apron and breeches. She does at times adorn armor of her creation as a means of attracting customers or to show a prospective buyer the quality of her work.

Personailty: Brynn is determined, strong willed and independent. She is intelligent and well spoken and has a way of making people feel comfortable and trust her, even though she herself is wary and does not easily trust others. She loves children and is eager to help people in need. She works long hours and has few friends in spite of her engaging manners. Though many would claim her as a friend, few actually know her because she tends to keep her own personal thoughts and life herself. She is a good listener though, and knows more than she should about those she encounters as a rule.

Short Bio: Brynn was once a carefree and charming woman, married to a knight in the kingsguard, with a son living happily in Estaila and enjoying a life of privilege and ease because of her husband's rank and character. She had a life that most would envy and many did envy, but that was before the war. He husband, seeing the was not going to be forgiving to their cause, sent her to the far west where he believed she would be safe. Their son had joined the kingsguard at only 16 and so she had been left to travel and find her way along with three other women to the far west country. unfortunately the war had caught up to that part of the world as well and her traveling companions were not able to continue, rather choosing to hide in the mountains. She never did learn of their fate. She had enough money to ensure she would get where she intended to go. She managed to find her way to a safe haven, a small town( I don't know if you have names for the small towns in mind or a map made) in the middle of the parched desert where she set up her smithy. She was fortunate. She had a skill that could provide for her now that she had been informed of the death of both her son and husband. Even with her considerable skills the future was by no means certain.
 
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Username: Jageroux

Name: Corvyx Zaynesworth - The Ashen Revanchist
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Race: Solarian
Home Nation: Ecros
Profession: Mercenary/Former-Kingsguard

Weapons: A single sword which he keeps strapped to his back/2 Daggers - one strapped to his right thigh and lower back.

Appearance: With short black hair and silver eyes and standing at 6'3, Corvyx exhibits all of the physical traits of his family. Corvyx's clothes are quite ornate - being a mixture of 'ordinary' attire, his breastplate from his time as a Kingsguard and the mantle of House Zaynesworth.

Personality: Corvyx is a hard book to read. On the surface, he is a perfectly 'normal' individual who is quite social and amiable, yet his smiles rarely feel genuine and even his friendliest of tones can be laced with venom. Doesn't believe in any deity.

Short Biography: Born to the House Zaynesworth, Corvyx's future seemed to be carved in stone. Following the path of his father and their forefathers, Corvyx was trained as a knight from a young age. While most children his age would have been learning how to read and write, Corvyx was being taught the Art of Battle - literary studies being viewed as non-essential until he grew older.

And, inevitably, Corvyx found himself amongst the Kingsguard. It was a great honor, he knew, but the growing rumors of war and the front row seat to his King's apparent descent into madness only filled him with trepidation. His sense of duty demanded he follow his orders and honor the legacy of his forefathers - a sense of duty that was shattered when Ecros was laid waste.

Holding King Cassius responsible for the destruction of Ecros, Corvyx abandoned the Kingsguard and the King, choosing to return to his home. Now a sword for hire, Corvyx finds himself amongst a group of revolutionaries aiming to 'overthrow' the King.
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House Zaynesworth: A noble house that was once apart of the 'Crownguard'. Their purpose was a simple one - to raise warriors to fight and die in the service of the King. After the destruction of Ecros, Corvyx is the last living Zaynesworth - something that holds sway with the people of Ecros.[/hr]
 
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Username: RedWinter

Name: Octavia Servilianus

Age: 26

Gender: Female

Race: Solarian

Home Nation: Estiala

Profession: Lieutenant of the kingsguard/ Paladin of the Jay

Weapons: A long sword and heater shield, bearing the symbol of the Jay.

Personality: Octavia is extremely pious in her worship of the gods, never failing to offer proper prayer and offerings. She fights for what she believes is right and honorable, never faltering in her sworn duty to the crown. Loyal to the end, she does not question her orders, which of late had driven her to do some more questionable things. But unlike many who have begun to lose faith in their king and their gods, she remains faithful.

Short Biography: Octiavia was given to the church at a very young age, and was to become a priestess. She took to it well, vigilant in her studies, firm in her belief, and obedient to her superiors. However, she also did show promise in the way of the sword.
An older man had found cloister among the religious in the chapel she lived. He was accepted, as many wandering souls are. It was clear he had lived a life of strife and hardship, worn by the years of his youth, looking for rest and respite.
He took a liking to her, as did she to him, becoming somewhat of a father to her. He taught her to fight, and defend herself. And she picked it up easily.
Her diligence in faith and skill as a fighter made her an excellent candidate for paladin, a holy knight of the Jay. She made a name for herself, fighting in the lady's name, protecting her believers and helping priests and missionaries spread her name. And caught the eye of the nation's great king Cassius, who sought for warriors of faith to fight for him and carry out his orders.
She has spent the last few years of her life devoting herself to the kingsguard and climbing the ranks by winning favor with her unwavering dedication and faith. Her current orders are to track down those on the list, and take care of them.
At times she does question if she is doing the right thing. But she reminds herself to keep faith. The Jay favors Cassius, and so must she.
 
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I can't help but feel as though any interaction between Corvyx and Octavia would be utterly entertaining.
 
Jageroux said:
I can't help but feel as though any interaction between Corvyx and Octavia would be utterly entertaining.
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I certainly hope for it to be. I can only imagine she'd be very ticked were anyone to question her blind devotion.
 
Username: Chrono
Name:
Age: (How old are they, or how old do they appear? Charries should appear over 18, but under 50.)
Gender: Male
Race: Inguz feline smilodon
Home Nation: Qastos
Profession: Mercenary
Weapons: Broad-Sword
Appearance:
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Personality:
Thane can reconcile his deep spirituality with a violent profession, he believes that the body and soul are seen as separate entities by his faith. Thane sees his body as merely a tool or vessel through which people can choose to commit an act of murder, similar to a gun.

Short Biography:
Other Notes: (Here you can add anything else that you didn't think belonged under the other headings.)

IN PROGRESS
 
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An additional bump from me because I'm still here and curious as well @Luminosity
 
Username: BlueFadedRose

Name: Shade (She doesn't have a given name and due to this changes her name often, but this is the one she uses the most. As a child she was called Kitty, and she is also known on the streets as The Black Cat.)

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Race: Inguz (feline)

Home Nation: Estiala

Profession: Thief/Con-artist

Weapons: An assortment of daggers hidden throughout the extent of her body which she either throws of uses for close range combat.

Appearance: image.jpeg
She has long black hair and bright yellow eyes. Two black cat ears protrude from her head, and a long black tail swishes behind her. Her nails resemble cat claws more than finger nails and small whiskers mark her cheeks. Her outfit changes often to match her performances, but her favorite outfits consist of all black. She can transform into a large cat with short, glistening black fur and the same yellow eyes.

Personality: She is a very calculating person, always looking for just the right buttons to push to get what she wants. This is how she has learned to survive after all. She uses people, tricks them, and she will use any means necessary to get what she wants. Besides deceiving people, she has also learned the skill of slight of hand with which she can simply take things without having to put on an exhausting performance. She much prefers this method. This thievery is greatly helped by her ability to shapeshift into a cat. Under this calculating side, her real personality has gotten buried so deep that she can barely remember who she is without a mask. She has learned that she cannot afford to be vulnerable, not in her kind of work, and she is always working. In addition to this, her race has also caused her to hide her true self. It's a lot easier to brush off an insult when you're putting on a show.

Short Biography: She was an orphan, as is the usual story for one such as herself. Just another dirty kid on the street, without a home and without a past. Being raised by other people of the street, this was all she had ever known. Of course, she had cat ears and a tail so perhaps she wasn't quite the same as everyone else. From a young age she had learned to use her shapeshifting power to her advantage in order to steal and had also learned how to use people's good nature against them. She now lives in a shared house full of people like herself. People with nowhere to go who will do anything to survive. It's a hard life, but she's learned how to navigate through it. Though her circumstances have her drowning in an unforgiving reality, this doesn't mean she is without dreams of her own. She has learned that in order to convince yourself to keep going, you must have a dream that you're working towards, otherwise there would be no reason to continue the struggle. Her's is to go to Xacrines and live in the forests with more of her kind. She is sure that there among the other Inguz she could finally have a family. She could finally have a home.

Other Notes: Her cat form has befriended multiple families that will feed her and let her sleep in their houses. She doesn't really enjoy the cat food, but many of them are rich and have soft beds and large wallets which she takes advantage of.

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Username: Pale Horse​

Name: Kain Martil​

Age: 35​

Gender: Male​

Race: Solarian ​

Home Nation: Qastos​

Profession: Small time Militia Man , Historian​

Weapons: Bell-guarded 'Long' sword​

Appearance: - Perhaps not embodying the definition of a man who is entitled to the sword, Kain's natural prowess and sharpness shines more alight in the features that, while small, instill a sternness with sharp with and intelligence. While Qastos would've bred out bad-stock and induced regular training, Kain's shape seems smaller by design with less musculation and an unnaturally passive appearance. Short-hair, kept features well-shaven and surprising clean for the lands claimed as 'home'. When accessible his robes consist of finer quality silks and cloths, fabrics not easily passed around and always with golden embroidery and broaches.​
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Personality: - Cynical isn't the word, however realist is avoiding the persistence of negativity seen in every little aspect of events and happenings. While avoiding the witless form of combat (brutal barbarians) and elating in the usage of military tactics to settle even smaller disputes it isn't too far away to consider Kain more fox-like. Shrewd as a madman is crazed, and ferocious in the conniving and more disdainful of his antics. Kain doesn't come off as an arrogant narcissist, but that is in truth what he embodies.​

Short Biography: - Qastos wasn't a place a man such as Kain belongs; but that did not stop him from joining the forces of the militia there and hone his skills and sharpness of the mind with some mediocrity bred from small-time handling of issues not important enough to be treated as battles. Hunting parties, gathering parties, it all came natural to him but did not help the fact that a frail body could only hone one sword - The Mind. So, with the threat of looming war he laid down the sword and picked up the book. Written history as best as it was available, trading constantly to receive the newest manuscripts of battle or stratagems has crafted the man into something more akin to a walking book of strategy and placement. -- But, Qastos is not the place that required his skills and thus he's been moved to Ecros for the sake of utilizing his skills.​
 
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USERNAME: CasketCase
NAME: Kaspar Gutermuth
AGE: 37
GENDER: Male
RACE: Solarian
NATIONALITY: Estaila
PROFESSION: Veteran Knight/Deserter/Mad Man/Self-Proclaimed Knight Errant
WEAPONRY: Broken halberd, longsword, kite shield, dagger
APPEARANCE:
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PERSONALITY:​
If there is anything to be said of this mad, broken husk of a man, it is that he is a fount of unparalleled optimism. Any within his presence, either enemy or ally, is treated with utmost courtesy and grace. Most would have found such pleasantries delightful, had it not come from a man who spouts and rants heretical, maddened delusions to no one but himself. Had it not been for his possession of his knightly arms and armor, many would have dismissed him as a nothing more than a coinless lunatic, yet their lowered opinion of him remains when they set eyes upon his only possessions. While clean and mended back to functionality, his armor remains battered and dented, gouged and scratched, his surcoat tattered and torn, and his halberd broken at the shaft. Still, he seeks to protect and improve the lives of those in need and greets all with a smile, even the Sisters themselves, should they come to visit.​
BIOGRAPHY:​
As a boy, Kaspar had dreamed of being a knight. It was only natural, for his father had been one, as had his father, and his father before him. To be a gallant hero clad in shining steel was not without hard work and devotion, which Kaspar spared not a drop. He gave his blood and sweat in his training, and his tears, heart, and soul to the Jay and Hawk in prayer and for all this, he was rewarded. A great knight, he was deemed, and a great knight he set out to be. That was until the day the king set him and his fellows to meet those from afar to clash with steel, only to be met with a spray of lead. Heavily wounded, he survived only by luck as he was buried beneath the bodies of the dead as they fell. It is here that most believed he suffered the greatest injury to the psyche, yet Kaspar believed differently, contributing his survival to divine interventional. His survival by grace and recovery by kindness, he simply left camp the day he could and wandered ever since, providing his sword and labor for his meals and shelter.​
MISCELLANEOUS:
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Does this have an IC thread? I may have missed something.
 
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