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Izurich

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For whatever reason that brings you here, thirst for adventure, lust for power, or even just an innocent wish to make the world a better place. You find yourself in a marketplace of a bustling port city. Your gaze travels upwards at all the mighty airships soaring through the skies, leaving white trails as the distinctive sounds of Magitek Engines hum from the beasts' belly.

You are not expecting much from this city: maybe some local jobs, a way to earn some decent money until you move on or maybe an opportunity to finally settle down. Now you can not believe that you could have been so fortunate. To some, it would be foolish to fawn over a simple recruitment paper. To you, it is like your dream come true, because it proclaims the following:
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"The Lughanta Company Needs YOU!"

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Greetings future crewmates,

Are you an able-bodied individual?
Do you have the soul of an adventurer?
Are you someone who prefer to get things done?

Then look no further than the Lughanta Company!

We are a reputable mercenary group who have been operating for 5 years. The best in the business, we tackle on jobs no other companies can! Our achievements are many, our rivals none.

Might you have heard about the famous crimson airship surrounded by a ring of flames? That's us!​

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Beautiful, isn't she? Brave men and women make their home here. She can be yours too if you join us... TODAY! Just go to the nearest Guild Branch Office and pitch in your application, we will contact you should we find you promising ASAP.​

With deep regards,
Agatha Nightingale
Captain of the Lughanta
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Nightingale... yes, you recognize the family name. One of the prominent Patrician Families of Venesia. If there are any doubts in your mind regarding monetary compensation, they are now gone.

You stand in awe of the opportunity. Maybe you will be even amongst those who get accepted into the crew.

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Hope to see your character soon! If you have any questions, just fire away!
 
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Aww damn closed sign ups OOC. XP Best of luck to you all then.
 
This looks interesting. Is there still room for more people?
 
Interesting idea. I will be reading this even if I am not involved as a writer.
 
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With the recent droppers, 2 Spots are now available!
CLOSED, Spots Fulfilled. Thank you!


Should the RP interest you, feel free to contact me through this thread, PM, or our Discord Server ( Discord - Free voice and text chat for gamers )

We will do these to get you started:
  • Give you a tl;dr of the major events leading to the current IC situation
  • Work with you regarding your character concept
  • Figure out how to insert your finalized character into the RP
With deep regards,
Izurich

P.S: Here are the important links posted in the third post of the thread

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"If you aren't living, then might as well be dead."
Name: Merrelien Thedove
Race: Armer/ High Elf
Birthplace: Maiev Communion

Bio: The Thedove family name is one well known in Armerium Council for their expertise in the field of Magitek, and their devotion to creating different uses for Erchius. Merrelien's mother,Phelorna, followed in the footsteps of his Grandfather, becoming a scholar from Solar Academy and aiding in the development of Magitek over the last few decades. That's where she met his father, Maeraddyth, who was much older than her. They began as rivals in the industry, with different philosophies of how Magitek should properly be put to use.

Phelorna was a firm believer of using Magitek to aid the medical industry, and further the life spans of species who don't have the unique quirks that most Eruvian's have. Maeraddyth's beliefs completely countered hers, with the development of shields through the use of Magitek, war on Bumi would be no longer. Of course this wouldn't be the case, because with the development of shields came a demand for weaponry, leading to further warfare. These ideas will come to clash during meetings, so much so it became a weekly routine between the two in the conference room.

But things wouldn't stay that way, soon enough they were paired together with another group of scholars, that would be sent out on an exhibition to Masyaf Sultanate. There they would be escorted to the largest reservoir of Erchius in all of Bumi to run some tests on the glistening purple gold crystals. During those months of running tests deep in the purple glistening cave systems, overwhelming with the brutal heat of Masyaf's unforgiving desert, they would constantly work side by side slowly getting to know one another.

Soon after things became serious, than nine months later Merrelien was born in his Father's family home in Maiev Communion. There both families would meet one another, Phelorna's family were foreigners standing beside those of the Thedove name. The low class met the very high class, a family of traders and scholars, standing adjacent to store owners and farmers. It was a sight to see, but surprisingly, the Thedove family was very warm with their welcome. That night Merrelien was introduced before them for the first time, and there his name was announced to all. Merrelien Thedove was born, and he will continue the family legacy. Or, at least that's what his father believed.

Merrelien's childhood was a harsh one. Being born into a family of high class Eruvian's, specifically Armer, was hell on earth for any child. After his birth, his parents traveled back to Armerium, in a mansion where his father resided whenever he wasn't off at work doing research. Since the time he learned to walk, his schedule was packed with events. At a young age, he would be forced to involve himself in many activities. Lessons on how to play Eruvian instruments,classes on sword wielding, and all the while going to one of the toughest academies in all of Bumi, Solar Academy.

By the time he was an older teenager, he grew tired of having tight schedules and zero free time to do what he pleased. When he wasn't subjected to go to those god awful events with his parents, he would be taken to one of his classes, all of which he grown bored of. One day he had enough, and with a friend from school, ran off for a couple of hours. Those few hours of liberty, was the best time of his life. But after returning home, he would receive one of his father's long lectures. He would always begin by saying, "Life as a Thedove, means giving back to society in a civil manner". But during that moment, as he spoke, Merrelien became callous to those words. They held no true meaning to him anymore, he had received his taste of freedom, and he wanted more. That night in his chambers, as he laid in bed facing the wall, he formed a plan. A plan to get away from Armerium, away from his family, and begin a life of his own as an adventurer.

He did just that. He remembered hearing about a group mercs that traveled on one of those huge airships runned by Erchius. The Lughanta Company. It was ran by a Nightingale, a name familiar to Merrelien considering the Thedoves had some business with them not too long ago. So one night on the way to his class, he was seated behind a carriage. He memorized the path that the driver was taking, the same path he since Merrelien was a little boy. So he analyzed his surroundings and then timed it perfectly. His plan was about to commence, he can't back out now. He calmed his nerves, and began to count.

3...2...1...

The carriage went over a bump and he rolled right out, landing on the cobbled floor unseen and unheard. He wiped himself off and without haste, ran to the house of a friend who lived nearby. He was able to get past the butler, convincing him that he was there for tea, and met with the mischievous boy in his room. He was a human, unlike him, but they got along well. His name was Ryder, a strange name for a human, but it fit him well. Ryder helped him in gathering some supplies, including money and some burrowed closed before being pointed to the right direction.

"Alright, leaving Armerium isn't an issue, the issue is getting to Fraulia. You can't take the train, you never know how quickly your family would notice your disappearance and then send out a search party. So here," He placed a map of Bumi flat on his desk adjacent to his bed, "You go east, towards the mountains, don't try going over them unless you wanna be eaten by wolves or robbed by bandits. Head south until you're in between the mountains to your north and forest to your south." He was marking down the trail with ink as he spoke. It was obvious Ryder had taken this path before, and probably without his parent's consent.

"Once you get out of there, you follow the river heading south and sure enough you'll be in Fraulian territory. Move fast, without haste, if you don't want your parents catching you." He rolled up the map and handed it to Merrelien who tried to process everything at once.

"Ryder, I appreciate this," He said tucking the map into the bag of supplies his friend had given him. Just as he turned to leave out the front door he grabbed his shoulder.

"Don't go out through that way, Herman (the butler) would get suspicious about the bag and once news gets out that you're missing he'll put two and two together. Climb out the window and use the cherry grove to get out through my backyard. Then head towards the gates." Merrelien nodded, giving his friend one last handshake, before doing just that.

He snuck out of the house, and with as much stealth he could conjure, he stepped foot outside of the Armerium as his own person, first time in his entire life. He meticulously followed the exact directions that Ryder gave him, and on the path to Fraulia he met a kind man, who lived on the outskirts of Eustia. His name was Kishimoto, such an alien name to Merrelien. The man would later explain that he's from Harukayama, and moved to Fraulia in search of adventure but instead found love. Merrelien would tell him about how he himself is looking to live a life of adventure, and that he's going to attempt to sign up for the Lughanta company. Kishimoto's eyes lit up, feeling the same passion he felt during his younger years, and promised to help Merrelien reach the Lughanta recruitment center in Fraulia.

Their journey back took a few weeks, maybe even a month, but they soon grew close. Kishimoto spoke about his life as a farmer, and how he had a lovely family consisting of his wife and three kids. He hasn't seen his home, Harukayama, in years and he deeply misses it and how one day he hopes to show his kids about the culture that lives forgotten in their blood. Merrelien told him his entire life story through the long walks, and the man listened in awe. He couldn't believe someone who's rich could live such an unhappy life. But for Merrelien it was quite the contrary, he never knew that you could live happily without having much of anything.

When they had finally made it back into Fraulia, it was dusk. The recruitment center was closed for the day, and Kishimoto offered him to stay the night for a warm meal and a bed. Merrelien happily agreed, glad he wouldn't be sleeping in a tent for another night. Kishimoto was bringing home a large bundle of supplies throughout the journey, and it turned out to be seeds that he would receive a lot cheaper from a trader he knew up near where they met rather than purchasing them from Eustia. That night, Merrelien met Kishimoto's wife and three children. They treated him kindly, and the children were in awe. They seen elves before, but never an Armer, especially not this close. They bombarded him with questions, all of which he would answer with a smile. Finally, when they were put to bed, Kishimoto had a talk with him.

"Merrelien, do you have your own Magiteck weapon?"

He shook his head, "No, I never found the need for one."

Kishimoto smiled, stood from his seat and disappeared into a room. He came back a few minutes later with something that was in a bundle. He handed it to Merrelien, who was puzzled by the gift. "Open it."

When Kishimoto did, he realized it was a sword. Not just any sword, a sword infused with Erchius, this was a Magitek weapon. Merrelien's smiled at his friend, who smiled back at him and that night was considered one of the most treasured moments of Merrelien's young life. The next morning, they got up early at dawn so that Kishimoto could escort Merrelien on one final trip into town.

Kishimoto brought him into the city's walls where they talked for a final time outside of the recruitment office. Kishimoto admitted when he first saw him, he believed he was nothing more than a criminal. With the features he had, the glistening red eyes, a bored look pasted across his face, and even the pale skin, he believed he was nothing but trouble. Merrelien laughed it off, and thanked him again for everything he's done. Before Kishimoto left, he told him anytime he sees his way back into Fraulia again, to come and visit him sometime. Merrelien happily agreed and there they parted ways.

He hoped that his analytical skill, his sword handling, and even his strong urge to adventure the world would earn him a spot on the Lughanta. Time would only tell.

Skills:
Weapon Expertise: Broadsword
Elemental Affinity: Lightning​



Talents
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Racial Ability: Armer Solar Power
Musical Expertise: Eruvian Instruments
Natural Charisma
Unnaturally Calm (Unless Physically Hurt)
Resourceful



Magitek Items
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Jankusodo: This was a weapon given to him by his friend Kishimoto, a human descendent from Harukayama. The way Kishimoto puts it, this sword is legitimately named "Junk Sword" as an inside joke by his father who passed it down to him. He found no use in the weapon anymore, and while he did plan on giving it to his first son, his wife refused to even allow the boy to touch it. So it was handed to Merrelien, an adventurous boy just like Kishimoto in his younger years.

This sword is as far from junk as could be, infused with Erchius, when swung about the sword forms lightning that could be used to strike your enemies. Kishimoto said this weapon was forged by one of the best blacksmiths in Harukayama that has since passed away. While it still has retained his features after all these years, it isn't as powerful as it once was. One thing is for sure though, it gets the job done.​
 
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