Reign of Discord - When Silence Falls OOC

Name: Jaromir Vyache
Age: 21
Nationality: Renala
Gender: Male.
Appearance:
A typical example of a tall northern barbarian male at 6'2 and broad shouldered. His hard it long and falls over his face partially hiding the black bandage wrapped around his head to hide the scars and empty sockets that make up his eyes. He dresses in the standard uniform for his position but has a wolf pelt draped around his shoulders and a bone necklace with a rune that reads "Vyache" carved into it's surface, the only symbols he keeps of his dead family and he honors their spirits even after joining the sword singers. He has the beginnings of a beard on occasion when he forgets to shave, though it still takes a couple of days for it to become visible at his young age. He allows no one to see under the bandages covering his face except for his singer, and then they are removed it is clear whoever removed his eyes used heated implements and what either very clumsy or enjoyed causing as much pain as possible.
Short Background:
Jaromir was born in Sobravna, a small village in Renala who chose to live peacefully and apart from the laws of the nation. Settled in the far north where mountain met sea they make their livelihood fishing and hunting whenever they could. Jaromir, those name means peace, was born as the oldest son in the family that held the traditional ruling seat on the village counsel and grew up to be a hunter, with a bow and knife to fell the great deer that inhabited the inhospitable climate.

In his thirteenth spring they received word from a group of village hunters that a large group of armed men were heading up the pass towards the village and with most of the men away fishing and seal hunting there were only very few left to defend the village, and with his father away it was Jarimir's responsibility to lead them.

He waited until night to take his small band of little less than children out into the lingering snow and sneak to a point above the enemy camp. Their goal was to cause an avalanche to bury the camp or at least seal the pass long enough for the men to get back, but they were discovered and quickly surrounded, and no mach for trained soldiers were quickly subdued.

The men it seemed belonged to a Renalan Baron who had taken it onto himself to rid the north of the "The Barbarian Menace" and despite their village keeping to themselves they would be made and example of for the others in the area, starting with the band who tried to bury the Baron and his man in snow. Those with spears had their right hands cut off, those with bows were blinded, they were then set free to wonder back to Sobravna right before the Baron arrived and entered unopposed. Everyone was captured and then the men returned they walked right into a trap.

With the population under his control the Baron rounded up the Vyache family and had every one of them but Jaromir killed, then the families of those who dares to try and fight here treated similarly and the houses burned. They were then released and told to leave or swear loyalty to Renala and the Baron. They chose the former, heading further north into even more inhospitable territory, swearing never again to let anyone find them and where they lived.

Jaromir though fell into despair his family dead, maimed and blinded and in constant pain he only survived because Radinka Molot and her family who were also on the counsel, and they tended his wounds, still he felt like he had failed the village and that this was somehow his fault. A year after the raising of the village, and now semi-adjusted to his disability it was Radinka who suggested they travel south, and find new lives as swordsingers.

Personality: Jaromir is helpless without Radinka in many ways. She is his eyes, his companion, she cooks the food they once ate in Renala and it is through her song that he can aim his bow as a marsman. Withou her song he can aim as well as could be expectected, he can shoot at sounds with reduced acuracy and feel his way around but should never be without her. This is reflected in the gentle way he treats her and in his protectivness of her, and the others he cares about. To stangers he is gruff and untrusting, to foes he is unforgiving and to anyone who tried to harm Radinka he is brutal.

With the physical, there are emotional scars as well and it is not unknown for him to have difficulty sleeping as he remembers the last thing he saw, or will ever see. Hos main goal however is to make a new life, and be what he can be despite what has happened to him, if anyone mentions what happened to his vilage, or the man responsable however, he will immediatly start brooding and fighting the need for revenge.
Rank: Knight Swordsinger
Band: Marksman
Equipment/Magical Abilities:
 
Name: Radinka Molot
Age: 18
Nationality: Renala


Appearance: Thick, wavy, dark brown hair, dark blue eyes and a curvy figure. Radinka couldn't pass for a boy with only a costume. Her face is normally friendly with an easy smile, even when she's planning. She's got lean muscle tone due to all her years of training despite the deceptive softness of her features.


Short Background: Out on the norther coast of Renala live a people that don't identify fully with the kingdom, a nomadic and sometimes referred to as barbaric, people. They live in the cold mountains and are found even at times on the ice sheet. They travel by the seasons and by what they can hunt and gather. Near the border of the barony Heulen, held by one of the many Lupendred, was the village of Sobravna. It was semi-permanent, which was its downfall. Wishing to expand his power the baron of Heulen decided to annex the village. The villagers took exception to this and though the villagers were shrewed and cunning, they were no match for the hired soldiers of Heulen when so many of their men were out on the hunt for game.


Many that fought were maimed or killed. Among the wounded survivors was Jaromir, who was but a few years older then Radinka, who had only just seen her ninth birthday. Jaromir had not only lost his family, but his sight as well and her family took him in.


It was a unanimous decision to leave the pleasant valley their village had been in, never to return after the baron demanded felty for them to stay.


As Radinka's family, one of the few old council families that survived, tried to renew the strength of the hearts of the tribe as they sought assistance from another group of their people, Radinka focused her attention of the healing of Jaromir, who had been growing to be one of their finest archers. As the wounds of the flesh healed, she noticed there were some things not getting better for him. She then recalled the stories from some of the elders that down cities there were knights of song, and archers that were blind. They were stories of the Swordsingers, though some of the facts had been overly embellished. If any could give Jaromir what he had lost though, it would be them and she went and convinced her family to allow her to travel with him to the somewhat fabled Citadel.


Determination one the day finally and the two youths found themselves in a very different land. Radinka had been focused mostly on Jaromir, but given the offer t see if she too had the qualities to become a Swordsinger, she readily agreed, after all while Jaromir was a hero to their people, she had been unable to do anything to help!


Though their early training they saw little of each other, there was still nothing she wouldn't do to help out Jaromir. When it came time to choose her Band, Radinka nearly chose the route that would have been much harder for her. She had thought she wanted to be an Instrument, after all they heal those that are wounded, but with guidance she realized in her heart of hearts that was not her true calling and took to becoming a Singer. Since the decision she's never regretted it.




When becoming Skylarks, Radinka and Jaromir teamed up. For there was no one else that conception could have been made with. They trained together for years, growing the already strong bonds they had with each other.


They have now only just passed their final test to become Knight Swordsingers, but there seems to be no rest even after the training is over. Also it's time to test those bonds with the person that is closer to her then family or friends, and see what is really there.

Personality: Radinka is kind, loving, thoughtful but very stubborn. Once she's decide on something that impassions her, only solid cold logic contrary to her desire can get in her way. She is not so moved by her emotions alone that one could catch her like that however. She still struggles with the horrible memories of her childhood, and even if she doesn't blame herself any longer, she still does everything she can to ensure she couldn't fail those around her again.


Rank: Knight Swordsinger
Band: Singer
Equipment/Magical Abilities:


Name: Edelgard
Age: 29
Nationality: Dovry


Appearance: A willowy figured woman of average height, Edelgard has straight black hair that hangs just below her shoulders. Her eyes are an icy blue, her cheek bones are high and her pale complexion doesn't get any help from her hours inside reading.


Short Background: Born to the Swan family, a very old and powerful noble house from the south central countryside, Edelgard led a life with little want. She was captivated by her schooling and her curiosity led to the hunt for better tutors. As she got older, arrangements started to be prepared for her to marry a promising young man of the Steelwood family. Edelgard knew the young man, and found nothing amiss with him. What didn't sit right with her was to think she would be a wife a noble primarily. Her duties including supporting her husband and baring strong heirs. Even this wasn't necessarily bad. Edelgard liked the idea of family, but she felt she should be doing more. To the surprise of her family she requested to travel to the Citadel. She knew not everyone that went was excepted, and if she wasn't she knew she had been holding on to a foolish notion.


Edelgard was excepted though.


The years that followed were more challenging, and more enjoyable then she could recall in her childhood. She passed from Skylark to Nightingale without a partner however. It was as a Nightingale that she met her future Instrument, even if the other woman hadn't chosen her Band yet. Edelgard continued her training, and teaching as a Nightingale as Delphine passed through her first years of training.


Now they are both full fledged Swordsingers. It has been about two years since their final test, and for Edelgard, she could never asked for a better partner or a stronger bond with another person.

Personality: Edelgard is a kind, though seemingly serious woman. She has a thirst for knowledge that makes her at times single minded in her pursuit of a piece of information. Edelgard on a social level is shy, but because of the high rank she left behind, there are some that mistake it for snobbery. In matters of justice for others she is relentless, but would not commit to her own justice in such a matter and if left alone will let people misunderstand her instead of making a big show to present the truth.


Rank: Knight Swordsinger
Band: Maestro
Equipment/Magical Abilities:
 
[MENTION=69]Vay[/MENTION] and [MENTION=12]Autumn Fairy[/MENTION] are approved!
 
Wow this does sound very very very interesting, just so much to absorb @_@ lol don't think i could do it justice
 
Hey Malk I'm lacking in motivation and creative juices. I'm sorry mate, but I'm doing to have to drop out.
 
[MENTION=1082]Hunter[/MENTION] aww... That's alright. I understand. If you do get some motivation back, don't hesitate to return. :D
[MENTION=3218]Sugunia[/MENTION] It's a lot to absorb, but I think you'll be able to do it justice!
 
Name: Delphine
Age: 24
Nationality: Dovryn
Gender: Female
Appearance: Lithe and diminutive with fine-boned features, Delphine looks a great deal like a little pixie. Her hair is blond and curly, cropped just past her chin. Her eyes are an unusually deep and rich violet.
Short Background: The youngest child of House Corbeaux, Delphine spent her early years in the middle of Cataline court life. Though her family maintained an estate to the east, they spent much of their time in the capitol, her father serving a seat on the Golden Council and her mother making a name as the city's most prized socialite. As such, Delphine received a thorough education in politics and courtly intrigues as well as history of the noble families and all the tutoring in courtly graces that money could provide.


Unfortunately, Delphine was also an ungainly and uncoordinated child, having no talent for embroidery or dancing or any other fashionable pastime of well-bred young ladies. She tripped on the ballroom floor. She fumbled her cutlery at the table. She collided with distinguished guests in the corridor. She fidgeted, unable to sit still in her lessons. Added to the fact that she was the fourth child of the direct line- and only girl- her mother began to despise her, seeing her as useless and an embarrassment. Her brothers devised a plan to protect her, and to help her prove her worth to her parents; Delphine had the voice of a songbird, and they took the fifteen-year-old girl to the Citadel to become a Swordsinger Initiate.

It was there- before she had quite become a Mockingjay- that she met Edlegard, the woman whose Instrument she would become.

It has been two years since Ed and Del passed their final trials as a pair. Delphine has lost much of her younger clumsiness, and what she still retains is balanced out by her partner. Delphine trusts Edelgard completely, and is devoted to her.
Personality: Bright and sweet, Delphine is a ball of energy, in constant motion. She loves to be around people and is inherently a social creature. At times she can be scatterbrained or a bit of a klutz, but she has a keen mind and a remarkable memory for names, faces, and gossip. It is very rare that she loses her temper, since she has such an easygoing nature, and she gets along with just about everyone. However, she is fiercely loyal to her partner and to her friends, and she will hold grudges against those she perceives as injuring people she cares for.
Rank: Knight Swordsinger
Band: Instrument
Equipment/Magical Abilities:




((Sorry for the delay! Had a bunch of unexpected stuff come up, and then profiles are sometimes stupidly difficult for me to write. XD))
 
Xanthus Galain[SPOILI]Name: Xanthus Galain
Age: 27
Nationality: Dovry
Gender: Male
Appearance: kiriban___arthur_wallace_by_x_systemrestore-d5e6avp.jpg
Short Background: Xanthus came from one of the most prestigious families in Dovryn, the Galain. Their family has been filled with a long line of Swordsingers. They are trained from the moment they begin to walk and they expect nothing but perfection from a Galain. Being the eldest male, he is expected to be the next Seat of the House. His mother died at childbirth however, this did not cause him to detest his younger sister. His father is a powerful Maestro and is the current Seat of the House.
Personality: He is quiet and reserved. He only speaks when it is necessary and has little to no friends. He is stoic and often times he is labeled as a 'cold fish'. Xanthus does not care much for emotion at all. He's pragmatic and does not do well with people who lack discipline. However, one thing for sure: he is overprotective of his little sister, who also happens to be his Singer.
Rank: Knight Swordsinger
Band: Danser
Equipment/Magical Abilities:
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Kalea Galain
[SPOILI]Name: Kalea Galain
Age: 22
Nationality: Dovry
Gender: Female
Appearance: 39cd0fd9ef97904ec7696213d2b3624d.jpg
Short Background: Little sister of Xanthus Galain. She never knew her mother as she died during childbirth. Her father and her brother are cold towards her, although she deems that only to be rational. She grew up in the strict teachings of the Galain house. She is expected to marry off to another powerful house, as expected that of women of Galain. She is strong-willed and still a bit childish. She tries to be just like her brother, but always falling short. Although as a Singer, she is perfect. She is one of the youngest Knight Swordsingers ever and though they say that she's only where she is now because of her brother, she always proves her worth.
Personality: She is lighthearted and people easily like her due to her personality. She easily makes friends although her brother sees this as a form of weakness. Although she is very formal and respectful, there are times when she slips and forgets to put on her Galain-Princess mask.
Rank: Knight Swordsinger
Band:Singer
Equipment/Magical Abilities:[/SPOILI]
 
[MENTION=1061]Ossochanter[/MENTION] and [MENTION=2838]theLogophile[/MENTION], Approved!
 
Name: Hadrian Westmont
Age:
24
Nationality:
Dovryn (Hailing from Covren)
Gender:
Male
Appearance:

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Short Background:
Hadrian grew up knowing nothing better than a broken-home. Most of his days were spent skipping school, going for a dip in the lake or causing trouble. When he did attend classes, his peers labeled him as the "vagrant" and a "good-for-nothing". He had absolutely no friends. The only person who ever meant anything to him was his mother. She sacrificed everything to keep him fed, for what little it was.

For many a night she was absent and he was left to his own devices. As a child, he would stay awake waiting for his mother to return and tuck him into bed. Finally, after almost two years of waiting each night, he built the resolve to strike out on his own. Being naive and selfish, he resorted to petty theft to sustain himself. Well, at the tender age of twelve, he decided to see what drunken slob he could steal a pretty penny from in the commoners' district. Just as he was reaching for a loose coin purse his attention was stolen by the loud roar of a man. To the young Hadrian's observation, the man was cornering a woman against the stone wall of the tavern. He cannot recall what was said, but his mind can still visually replay the scene. The man's bear claw of a hand rose up and came down hard on the woman's cheek, knocking her to the side. The light from the tavern window revealed an all-too-familiar face - his mother's.

He was a coward that night and fled. Something in him snapped like twine that had been stretched past its point of resistance. That night was the first time he truly understood what his life had been. So, without any note left behind, he again built resolve. Resolve to better himself, his life, and the life of his dear mother's. He swore that he would build fortitude and courage. Nothing will tempt him to take the easy route... and nothing will shake him.

Personality:
Hadrian has a bit of a dual personality. If feeling well he's a great guy to be around. Even in the darkest situation he can make light of it somehow. Old habits die hard, too. Some things he just can't take too seriously. Instead, he'll goof off and pull pranks - even if it costs him scorn from higher authority. Other days, his world can be quite dark. He can try to stay positive, but his mind ends up sabotaging it. Just when you think he's going to goof off, he's very serious and focused. Because of his past, he shies away from intimate relationships. He has a big heart, but it would take one with great patience to grow close to him.

Rank:
Nightingale
Band:
Maestro
Equipment/Magical Abilities:
A ring made of precious metal with an unknown engraving. This item was only thing left by his grandfather. Even his mother did not know what the engraving on it meant. He wears it on his right ring-finger.

Exceptional at warsongs. "Exceptional" being at his skill-level and rank.
 

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Oh hey there [MENTION=2866]Romulus[/MENTION]! Glad to see you in another of my RPs. xD. Approved!
 
Yeah, I can't seem to find any other roleplays... they're either not in-depth enough or I'm just not interested. I hope it's not creepy that the only roleplays I've joined so far are yours... I can leave!?
 
Oh it's not creepy at all. I'd say it's a bit flattering, to be honest. :D.
 
Feel free to post in the IC!

Preferably detailing your escape from Cataline.