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The Sword Seekers

Mesym is an ancient world, long fostered by magic and the careful hands of its protectors. Nymphs and dryads protected the forests and cultivated the land, their very spirits connected to the flora and fauna that lived on Mesym's soil. The elves that lived within those deep forests and snow-capped peaks harnessed the power of their homelands and sang spells of bounty and wellness that rang throughout the world. Hearty man built mighty civilizations, forts with towering walls and castles of great architecture, and produced many forms of art to accompany their creations in the image of the beautiful world they were graced. Most importantly was the harmony and peace that all races and species lived with, man and animal and nature working in tandem for the survival of all.

But as the years passed, man grew greedy. While the dryads and nymphs lived in the trees and rivers, and the elves lived in homes erected from discarded flora and natural structures, man continued to build their villages and towns. Eventually, they evolved into cities, with trade routes carved into the tamed dirt and gardens so massive in size they had become pure farmland. Stone blocked out the view of the sky. Nature was domesticated, its creatures bred as livestock. Mesym allowed this. But man still wanted. They plundered the earth for glittering gems and stole the craftsmanship of the elves, enslaving them as artisans and servants as they expanded their empires to cover most of Mesym's surface.

But man still did not have the favor of the gods, even though they have proved their superiority to the magically-gifted elfen people. Many turned to praying, the common man's substitute for magic, and begged the gods for answers. Eventually, they answered. In order to earn their favor, the gods said, man must do their bidding.

Man was willing. For the centuries that came, the people of the world became hyper-religious. Temples sprung up over night, the work of taxed elves and their magic. Services were held daily, and attendance was mandatory in most kingdoms. Under the worship of different deities, mankind split into several countries, and viciously conquered any yet to be seized land they encountered under the desire of the gods. The ultimate demand were the sacrifices, which came slowly at first, and then en masse. This was the tipping point of the Era of Ancients.

The world only was able to give so many lives to the invisible rulers of the world before they began to rebel. Over the centuries, many people, man and elf alike, began to see a new light--people told stories of a new world, and how they collectively could make it a reality. The great goddess Nane was the epicenter of these stories, and her prophecies began the War of the Gods. Together, man and elf marched into battle to fight the all powerful beings that they had allowed to command their lives for so long. The elves, though their magic was greatly diminished over the years of distance between them and Mesym, created a circle of mages strong enough to summon the gods to the land. Then, they would attack.

Quickly, the war went south. Petty magic and foot soldiers did little but irritate the gods. It was Nane's true gift that shifted the scales. Harnessing the essence of great spirits that roamed the lands, she helped seven young women construct the most powerful weapons ever known to man. It was with those blades that they marched to war, the Silver Strigines, and began to slay the gods one by one. With the souls they collected, they forged four more blades that were used to open the Rift into which the depths of which the gods were cast as they were felled. The mysterious women won the war for the people of Mesym.

Their presence, however, soon disappeared afterwards. They became little more than legend as thousands of years passed. The world had been ravaged by the war, and civilization had to begin anew.

Modern day Mesym has become a world of mostly peace. The elves, though still a repressed people, are no longer enslaved, and have their place in society. Those who are born with the ever-rare gift of magic are trained as mages and taught to work with the earth. They take their place among nature, working with crops and tending the forests and rivers. Four new kingdoms have formed since the end of the war, each in relative harmony with the other.

That is, until villages and even mighty cities began to disappear. They were quelled by an unseen force, simply destroyed in a matter of minutes as though crushed by an invisible hand. Natural disasters of never before seen strength ravaged the land, hurricanes and tsunamis wrecking the coast and behemoth tornadoes picking even the strongest of fortresses apart stone by stone. Trade routes collapsed, merchants afraid of their luck placing them in the wrong city at the wrong time. It was in this way that over half the world's Circles were vanquished, and the balance of everything was destroyed.

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The art of the seer had long since vanished from Mesym. But you awake one night from a dream so vivid you couldn't believe it to be anything but real. In it, woman spoke to you, her voice achingly familiar and yet you could place no name. Atysus is rising, she said. The swords must reawaken.


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  • Welcome to Mesym! In this story, you will play one of the heroes of the world of Mesym, either as a wielder of one of eleven great swords created by the female warriors of the Silver Strigines, or as a companion tasked with accompanying the wielders and defending them along their journey. Atysus, the King of Gods, has awoken from his slumber and risen from the Rift and now intends to continue his destruction of the world, starting with the eleven chosen and their companions. The swords must be recovered from their resting places before they can be used to return Atysus to his grave, but you must hurry before he destroys the land once more.

    Your character can be of elfen or human origin, and may/may not be a mage. Companions may also be of dryad/nymph origin if there is popular interest (please PM me or message me here concerning that, as I haven't written up any information on those two races).
  • This section will cover both the Silver Strigines and their weapons, the Swords of Power.

    The Silver Strigines

    The Silver Strigines appeared from nowhere when Mesym needed help most. Seven young women were visited by Nane, goddess of prophecies and knowledge, and were brought together as a unified front. Nane helped them in forging their blades, and in acquiring the souls of those that would be enchanted into the weapons. It was ancient knowledge, long lost with the slavery of the elves, but the goddess brought it back. They used these blades to battle the gods, forcing them into dormant states of being where they could no longer influence mankind (or the elves, for that matter). Later, the seven women forged four more blades to be used in opening the Rift, an abyss into which they cast the souls of the slain gods so that they may never return to Mesym.

    Their existence has nearly faded completely, their story living solely in legend and bedtime stories. It is said that the Strigines remained for some time following the war, seemingly immortal; when one woman would die, another would take up her arms and replace the fallen. They eased tensions between the races, nurtured the lands, and assisted in restoring Mesym to a fraction of it's former glory before vanishing altogether.


    The Swords

    The Strigines, with the help of the goddess Nane, created the eleven Swords of Power by hand in the middle of the war against the gods. Each was made of celestial silver, the strongest of all metals on Mesym and the choice for the armor and weapons of the god. Each is decorated with gemstones (their color is that of the sword's name in the list below) and is inscribed with gold lettering in ancient languages. Enchanted not only with the spirits of powerful beings but also with ancient elven magic, the blades are the strongest weapons in Mesym, not only with magical capabilities but with extreme strength and durability.

    Of these blades, seven are classified as the Swords of War and four as the Swords of Ceremony. The former were designed to beat the gods into submission, while the latter were designed to open the Rift into which the gods were cast. Each one currently lies hidden and protected, and must be retrieved by their destined wielder before they can be used in battle. The following provides information on the abilities of each blade, its nature, and the spirit entombed inside.

    Swords of War

    The Swords of War were the blades that were created first. Made mostly from the spirits of nymphs, dryads, and men/women, their purpose is to fight the gods and protect the Swords of Ceremony. While these swords cannot be used to kill gods, they can damage gods to the point where they must enter a dormant, unconscious state while they heal. They can also be used to force gods into the Rift after it has been opened by the Swords of Ceremony. Swords of War can be used in battle by people other than Strigines, though the use of the blade's abilities are incredibly taxing on anybody other than the weapon's chosen wielder.

    Taliesin - Mistkeeper - Located in the Wimela Woods - TAKEN
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    Taliesin is the only god of the Ancients who has been into a Sword of War. He allowed himself to be enchanted into the metal on his own terms, in order to assist Nane's efforts. He was the god secrecy and the guardian of the Shroud, an intangible entity that is used to hide things from the view of mortals. The Shroud cloaks all of the sword's locations, but Taliesin can allow its wielder to view through the Shroud's mist, revealing hidden secrets and locations. This is pivotal to locating the resting places of the other ten swords. Incredibly friendly in character, Taliesin frequently offers advice to his wielder, and seems to buzz or hum with life.

    This user can see through the Shroud, and can create their own cloak of invisibility (they cannot be seen, but can be heard/felt/smelled). Furthermore, the user can mask the senses of another (sight, scent, hearing, touch, taste) using a smaller form of the Shroud known as Mist, and can walk through the Shroud itself. Finally, they have the ability to disintegrate their body, allowing them to pass through solids; the longer the user uses this ability (the longer their body is disintegrated, separated), the more likely they are to either die, or never reintegrate.

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    Namylia - Saintess - Located in the Sirione Mountains
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    Namylia was a young nymph occupying the snowy regions of northern Mesym. She was a Saint in her time, offering charity to those who needed it, like a Santa Clause figure. She would provide meals, shelter, clothing, and guidance. Most nymphs avoid human and elf contact, but she assisted all who came to her. She offered herself up as a blade when the war began so that she could extend her love to the entire land. Legend says she is the abandoned daughter of the Goddess Tydea, who did not feel true love in her heart.

    While wielders of this blade cannot manipulate light magic itself, they can create mirages and illusions, and have stronger skills with air and water magic, regardless of whether or not they are a mage. The user of this blade will also have the ability of purification, which involves the cleansing of curses, infections, and taints of various kinds. The impurities will leave the victim and instead enter the body of the user. Unless expelled properly, this will eventually kill the wielder. Lastly, this user will be able to project calm and soothing feelings unto others, allowing themselves to come off as peaceful or as not being a threat.

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    Esdite - Fury Fighter - Located in the deserts of Arersetr - TAKEN
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    Esdite was a dryad of what was formerly a forest. During the war, however, the gods destroyed her forest and nearly all of the dryads living there perished, alongside their homes. Her own home, a sturdy oak tree that stood near the center of the forest, was decimated. It was her pure rage and hatred that kept her alive after the loss of her home, and she wandered the smoking ruins of the forest-turned-desert and haunted the land until the she was approached by the Strigines and turned into a sword in exchange for the chance to seek revenge. Never has there been a spirit so filled with anger and a need for revenge.

    The wielder of this sword will inherit Esdite's skill in battle; while fighting, they will become stronger, faster, and more agile, and their reflexes will increase. The blade itself grows stronger with each kill, able to hit harder, cut deeper, and will channel magic more efficiently. This user, whether or not they are a mage, will have an affinity with water and fire magic. Finally, this user can activate a temporary immunity to damage in battle. It will leave them drained of energy, but can be an effective tool when used appropriately.

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    Kaphyrous - Pathfinder - Located in the Dark Feyr
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    Kaphyrous is, according to legend, the Man of the River. In the beginning of time, he was cursed to ferry the souls of the dead across the Rift and to the Beyond. In his mortal life, he attempted to travel into the Beyond to retrieve the soul of his deceased wife and bring it back to her body. He succeeded, but was punished by the gods, his own soul removed from his body and chained to the ferryman's boat at the entrance to the Rift. He was slain by the Strigines to allow their usage of the Rift in trapping the gods. Knowing he was a dead man besides, Kaphyrous willingly allowed his soul to be used in the creation of a blade.


    This blade's notable ability is that of finding the way; the user, while carrying the blade, will see a silver line that will lead them to their destination. These directions will be marred by the presence of the Shroud, Mist, or by malevolent spirits. This user will, over time, learn every language that has ever been on Mesym (they will begin with an innate comprehension of any language they read, and will eventually learn to read and write). Additionally, this user has great navigational skills (useful for travel over water), and will know the patterns of the stars by heart. Lastly, the wielder of this blade can see souls stuck in limbo, ghosts per say, and can interact with lost souls (further explanation will appear IC).

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    Marielye - World Walker - Located in the Fellmoor Peaks - TAKEN
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    Marielye was a simple dryad, but a powerful one--she was the mother of dryads of the mountains, and lived for there many centuries before her tree was chopped down and built into a castle. It is believed this castle is where her sword is hidden now. Her tree, the largest of all and the most powerful, protected an ancient grove that surrounded the healing waters of Fellmoor. Once the tree fell, the pool's magic was compromised; it only still exists today through the efforts of Marielye's kin.

    The wielder of this blade will have an affinity with earth magic (even for those who are not mages), and will be able to 'speak' to flora and fauna. This wielder will often find themselves with a following of animals, sometimes even rare species of legend. They will rarely hunger (flora and fauna will guide them to food sources) or be alone in the wilds. Additionally, this user has healing powers. They can heal physical injuries, such as cuts, breaks, and wounds, as well as illness; however, this is a taxing ability, and will drain the user of their energy proportional to the injury/illness healed. Without practice, the use of this ability can kill the user.

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    Pandora - Graceling - Located in Khola
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    Pandora was from a line of mortal women tasked with the protection of a sealed jar. Inside the jar were spirits, malevolent and benevolent both, though she was not to open it, and nor was any human ever to open the jar. Pandora was never tempted to open the jar, and it sat in relative safety in her home; it was undisturbed until the day her eldest daughter opened the jar, her curiosity influenced by the ancient god, Micdia. The released spirits began to wreak havoc on the village in which they lived, and as it was Pandora's job to protect the jar, she took it upon herself to reclaim the spirits and stow them back into the thing. She lived for many years, adventuring and slowly placing the spirits back into the pot where they belonged, though she never finished the task before she died. In life, she was revered as a mortal goddess, her ability to seemingly control the spirits of the world amazing to primitive man.

    This blade grants the user an affinity with earth magic (even if they are not a mage). This blade's primary ability is summoning, in which the user can learn to summon the spirits from Pandora's box for use in battle. Extensive summoning will drain the user of energy until they fall unconscious. The user can also only summon spirits they have encountered; they cannot summon the spirit of Envy without having encountered it. This user also will develop innate agility, speed, and flexibility. The blade itself has the ability to morph into a dagger form.
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    Ysarus - Messenger - Located in Thraton
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    Ysarus is the spirit of an ancient seer, a servant of Nane centuries before the war. Born without eyesight, he learned to 'see' through the use of the Goddess' gift, and became a prophet. He read the stars and moons of the universe and used them to transcribe meaning to his visions--how he could see the cosmos has never been made clear. After his death, his spirit was reincarnated, a process that repeated until Nane's request for him to occupy a sword was made. Loyal to the Goddess, he accepted. Every wielder of this blade has been a reincarnation of Ysarus.

    Ysarus is Nane's messenger to the wielders, and this particular wielder will often experience their own visions, as though they too were a seer. These visions come at mostly at random, often times in the midst of battle, showing the user a brief glimpse of the future (for example, a blow that would strike them in the head, giving them the chance to duck). Over time, one can learn to induce the visions. Visions are, over time, damaging to the eyes; many of these wielders go blind with age. The user of this blade can hear thoughts and can communicate telepathically with the other Strigines (this wielder must open a mental 'channel' through which to communicate. Other Strigines cannot communicate this way with one another). Lastly, this user can hear things others cannot; spirits, the Shroud/Mist, portals into the Beyond, etc.

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    Swords of Ceremony

    These blades were designed as the supplement to the Swords of War; while they still have fighting capabilities, they are designed to entomb gods in the Rift. When all four blades are together, they can kill gods, but it requires the unity of the blades, their wielders, and a rather intricate process that has been largely lost to time (for now, anyways). Historically, only mages have ever wielded these swords and lived for longer than their first battle. The blades amplify one's magic and grant the ability to use primordial magics: light and dark. The powers that come with these blades are draining, and can even take away from someones life with repeated and frequent use. The users of these swords tended to die young and be replaced quickly. As such, none other than the chosen wielders of these four swords may use them, with the exception of a companion (see magic tab).

    These swords are currently unavailable for player use. They are the most powerful swords in the universe, and so they'll only be given to dedicated players once the roleplay is rolling.

    Elysia - Dreamwalker - Located in the Beyond (accessible through the Elysian Sea) - TAKEN
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    Elysia is the ancient goddess of dreams and of the afterlife. She resided primarily in the Beyond, the resting place for the deceased and a place the living visit only in their sleep (for those who try to visit the Beyond before their time, they will begin to literally wither away). This goddess was defeated in battle by the Strigines in one of their earliest conquests; since she guarded the Beyond and subsequently the Rift, the Strigines needed her gone in order to use the Rift themselves. The Strigines turned her into their first Sword of Ceremony. She scarcely communicates with her wielder except in the dreamworld or the Beyond.

    This blade grants the user the ability to dreamwalk (a process in which one can enter the dreams of others and manipulate the dream environment), a skill they can first only use while asleep but can learn to perform while conscious. This blade allows its user to sense the desires and wishes of others, and additionally allows the user to trek into the Beyond unscathed. Portals to the Beyond can be used as wormholes to travel across the world in minutes or hours as compared to weeks or months. Lastly, they can use darkness, a primordial element.
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    Nyx - Reaper - Located in the Ravenwood Forest
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    Nyx is the goddess of night and victory. Sister to the goddess of dreams and wife to the god of battle, she sits between both realms of power, bringing the dead to her sister's domain. She was the third Sword of Ceremony to be created, following Azrael, though has full loyalty to Nane and the Strigines (for they effectively conquered death itself in winning the battle). In Mesym, she is viewed as the grim reaper, arriving to take away the souls of the deceased to the Beyond; despite that, she rarely ever showed her form to mortals, and the only time she ever physically appeared on Mesym was the time she lost in battle to the Strigines.

    This blade permits the user to see the walking dead (ghosts, lingering spirits), communicate with those who have passed (they must summon spirits to speak with), and to use darkness, a primordial element. Additionally, this wielder is stronger at night, both physically and in their magic.
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    Azreal - Timestopper - Located in Brynwich
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    Azrael is the god of battle and combat. He has amazing fighting capabilities, perhaps the best among the gods, although this is partly attributed to his control over time. But still lost to the Strigines and he accepted his loss gracefully and pledged his loyalty, allowing himself to be crafted into a Sword of Ceremony. He was never truly loyal to Atysus to begin with, and as such was the first god Nane intended for the Strigines to encounter in battle. He whispers words of advice to his wielder, training them in ancient techniques and styles.

    This blade gives the user great fighting skill, transmuted directly from Azrael's spirit to the user's. This power is still limited by the user's physical form and ability; the user won't be able to pull off maneuvers they haven't practiced. Additionally, this user will be able to use lightness, a primordial element. Finally, the user of this blade will also have limited control over time: they can send their bodies forwards or backwards a few milliseconds (used in dodging/combat), can marginally slow/increase time (a minute can become only thirty seconds long), and with great exertion, can stop time for a period. Repeatedly sending the self back in time can eventually cause traumatic brain damage, and holding time still will cause a massive strain on the physical self. Users have been known to leave limbs behind as they travel through time, or have killed themselves by freezing time for too long.
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    Talos - Faithhealer - Located in Bafeld Village
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    Talos, god of reverence and faith, is perhaps the only Sword of Power that is not unerringly loyal to the Strigines. He was created by Atysus to serve as the medium between god and mortal man; the commands of the god were given to man through Talos. He grew to be a figure of obedience, as well, as he displayed the dissatisfaction of the ancients in forms of punishment. He was feared greatly by man, and was the very first god to go. He fought against being enchanted into a Sword of Ceremony; it wasn't until the other three had been created that the Strigines had the power to force Talos into one of their silver weapons. Even now, he fights to be released, truly believing in the superiority of the ancients. He, however, still has a soft spot for those of faith to the Pantheon, and will never decline help to one who needs it, a good Samaritan.

    This blade allows the user to use lightness, a primordial element. The user becomes a 'faithhealer', a type of healing that involves faith: the user can repair a damaged spirit, bring people back from the precipice of death, and revive victims from a coma (while unconscious in a coma, your spirit lives in the Beyond. The longer your exposure, the more damaged your spirit becomes). This type of healing, stronger than any other form, heals by taking from the user's own spirit, which over time will become so fragmented and broken that the person will lose their sanity and will be unable to pass to the Beyond after death. Additionally, this user can see auras (a visual representation of the spirit that betrays emotion through its coloring), and can bless others, using raw magic to temporarily grant somebody strength, will, healing, etc. (like a buff).
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Eyja Iankalyn vonReinach | 25 | Elf | Female

Homeland: Thuaris
Class: Companion, mage
Sword: N/A
Occupation: Princess, second to the throne, apprentice


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Appearance: Eyja stands at a proud, 5'8" and has a slender, ornamented figure and unique sun-kissed alabaster skin. With the exception of a dark inked symbol across the back of her neck and back, and a few scattered but healed burn marks, her skin is unmarred. Her lengthy dark hair is straight and usually free, the locks in the front bound together with small hair decorations resembling a band. Without bangs, her green eyes are startlingly bright in appearance against her complexion, supported with a narrow and gracefully arched brow and downturned lips. She dresses loosely in bright colors, primarily golds, yellows, and oranges, and wears a notable silver armband in the form of a snake around her upper right arm.

Personality: Eyja is a quiet, introspective individual. She doesn't often speak, and when she does, it's concise and straight to the point. Her entire self exudes confidence, even in silence, and she will meet everyone she meets boldly in the eye. Considerably fearless, she is loyal to death and tends to put others first, sometimes in acts of bravado that are unwarranted and/or plain stupid in retrospect, but done from altruism. She has always seen herself as a servant to the people, and acts like it. By appearances alone she is absolutely serious, and while she is serious about her work and her beliefs, she's not altogether deadpan in nature, particularly with those she's comfortable with.


Brief history: Eyja grew up among the elite of elfish society. Unlike many of her people, who live in ramshackle homes and labor to fill their bellies in the cruel, modern world, she was spoonfed and trained to be a noblewoman from youth. While not the first to inherit the duties of ruling Thuaris (she is the second child of the current ruling queen), she was born one of the first mages in the vonReinach family for some time--the people had all begun to believe that elfish magic had completely run dry--and became a psuedo-symbol for the elves continued magical lineage. Despite that, she grew up under the care of her mother's sister, and found mentors in the guardsmen and women of their home.

It was those mentors that taught her how to wield a blade, how to defend herself, and how to sneak out at night. They meditated with her, taught her to reflect, and demonstrated the value of thought and the mind to her at an early age. And she grew up well, even with the restrictions of her well-paranoid mother. When she was seventeen, and had all the tools she needed, she slipped out in the night under the guise of a handmaid and traveled to the nearest Circle, where she was fully initiated as an apprentice and began her formal magic training.

A few years later and several misadventures to boot, she had grown into a young woman, fairly independent of the crown and her lineage, though she never turned her back on her role at home. Through intermittent community work and occasionally resuming her role back at home during ceremonious affairs, she became a public icon, the strange mage-princess struck with dangerous wanderlust. When traveling, she met Celesar Youcet, a mage who had newly become notable for her teaching ability, and joined the elder mage in the hopes of further developing her skill. She has been by the human-nymph's side since.


Relationships: Celesar Youcet (mentor), Leilatha Thuaris vonReinach (mother), Renestrae Thuaris vonReinach (elder sister), Selphie Nerihorn (mentor, guardswoman), Erlathan Zylris (mentor, guardsman)

Skills: Eyja would consider herself largely unskilled. She has studied magic for a good part of her life, and is adept with meditation and yoga, able to almost completely empty her mind of thought and disturbance. She also has acquired some skill in stealth and theft; she's a better pickpocket and forger than she'd like to admit, and has little problem sneaking around. While not a practiced criminal, she's used these skills multiple times at home, primarily in the art-of-escaping-home-at-night.

Stats:

STR: 2 + 0 = 2
DXT: 2 + 2 + 1 = 5
INT: 2 + 2 = 4
WIL: 4 + 4 = 8
CON: 5 - 1 = 4


short blades: 5
aim+: 5 + 3 = 8
evasion: 5 = 5


f.m.: 1 + 4 = 5
a.m.: 1 + 3 = 4
w.m.: 1 = 1
e.m.: 1 = 1
r.m.: 1 + 3 (11/4) = 4
resistance: 2 + 1 = 3
sword power: 0




Be creative with your characters. Of course, they can't all be princes and princesses, but your characters can be from all walks of life (so long as they aren't over powered. Keep it real).

Accepted are:
Celesar, human-nymph mixed, Strigine (dreamwalker), J_Kraken
Eyja, elf mage, companion, Rainjay
Erard, human, companion J_Kraken
Nerinphe, human-nymph mixed, companion, Honorific
Azolla, human-dryad mixed, wielder (fury fighter), Zeroisdead
Amaranthe, human mage, wielder (mistkeeper), Miroell
Ashur, elf mage, companion, ZeroisDead
Talindra, human, wielder (worldwalker), Rainjay
Calen, human mage, companion, Personawolf

And might have...
1 companion (derelict lilyflower)
 
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I want to make a charater right now I just have one question!!!!!!!!!!!!! Would a half blood nymph still be born, bound to something in nature?
 
Working on a Character. Will post the character here, in this post when done. Also, is it possible to reserve a certain Sword if making a Wielder? If so, Fury Fighter >.>
 

Name: Azolla Mariana
Age: 24
Race: Human/Dryad (1st Generation)
Homeland: Orin
Class: Wielder
Sword: Esdite - Fury Fighter
Gender: Female

Appearance:
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As a Dryad hybrid, Azolla possesses her mother's deep purple hair and bright, emerald green, almond shaped eyes. However her skin is somewhere between a creme and light tan-ish color, a trait she had gotten from her father. She stands at about 5'6" with a well-built, youthful form, mostly due to the training she had from her father. The rounded, feminine features of her face are usually masked by her usual cynical and irritable expression. Her eyes tend to be constantly be observing her surroundings, thanking in the environment and the people in it. She ages a bit slower than regular humans, but she still appears as a young adult. She is almost never seen without her armor on, even when in causal situations she is in her chainmail still, always waiting to be prepared for a fight.

Personality: Azolla posses the mindset of a warrior and often uses action to solve her problems. She tends to judge people quickly and jump into situations without thinking to much about them, but is smart enough to know when she is in over her head. She upholds a very high moral standard for herself, allowing herself to enjoy the rush of a good fight, but often refusing to kill her opponent unless they pose an immediate danger to her allies or herself. Despite her aggressive nature somewhat heavy drinking habits, and tendency to start fights just for the fun of it, she will never refuse to help someone in need and has a deep sense of sympathy for those less fortunate. Azolla isn't one to give up any task, thinking that giving up is worse than failure. She isn't one to act that formal and tends to treat everyone the same until they prove to her that they are deserving of being treated better or worse, often making her seem very casual. People tend to get along with her easily, due to her strangely friendly and accepting aura. She tries not to let her own personal judgements get in the way of her acceptance of others, but tends to have a spiteful view of nobles, royalty, and criminals.Her determined and stubborn nature along with her desire to help everyone she can is what drives her to make things better in the world in whatever way she can.

Skills: Azolla has been training in combat all of her life, giving her an ample amount of experience with a swords, shields, and pole-arms. She is a calm and quick thinking mind in combat allows her to keep her mind focused on fighting. She excels at delivering powerful blows at a medium distance and evading or deflecting incoming attacks. Her magic is not as good as her swordplay, and only really knows what has came naturally to her as a hybrid Dryad. She is not too smart, due to her lack of formal education, but has some pretty good problems solving skills. She knows how to tell if someone is lying and is able to pick up on a person's personality easily.

Stats:

STR: 2 + 5 = 7
DXT: 2 + 2 = 4
INT: 2 = 2
WIL: 5 = 5
CON: 4 + 1 = 5

Long Blades: 0 + 10
Short Blades: 0
Ranged: 0

Evasion: 4 + 2 = 6
Aim +: 4 = 4

Fire Magic: 1 + 1 = 2
Water Magic: 1
Air Magic: 1
Earth Magic: 1 + 1 = 2
Raw Magic: 1 + 2 + 1 = 4
Resistance: 2 + 3 = 5
Sword Power: 0


Brief history: Azolla's mother, Mariana, was a Dryad born with a Black Spruce tree in the northern outskirts Orin, where she had lived for most of her life. There were not many other Dryad's in the area, most being driven away or killed by the humans in Orin. Eventually, her home had been destroyed by an ignorant human in search of firewood for the upcoming winter. leaving her homeless and wondering the seemingly endless forest, even more alone than ever.

This is how she ended up finding Hakar, Azolla's father and a discharged commander for Orin's military, who took Mariana in and promised to escort her to Brundanya after the winter where she cold live safely. A plan that was later delayed after the love affair the had over the winter months, resulting in their daughter Azolla. They then postponed their journey to Brundanya for another few years, not wanting to travel until Azolla had gotten older. When they had finally set out, they were ambushed by thieves, who had over powered her father, severely injuring him and killing her mother, stealing their possessions and leaving them to die. Thankfully, Hakar and Azolla had made it to a nearby town, where they were able to stay and recover. Hakar, having no other hopes left at his old home, deciding to work for the local blacksmith in exchange for a place to stay.

As Azolla grew older, Hakar had trained her to fight and survive, fearing that he may be to old to protect his daughter as they all the way to Brundanya. Azolla knew that they were never going to make it there, but supported her father in his goal. She began doing whatever she could to help him, but began to search for work further and further from town, enjoying idea of living the life of a drifter. Eventually, Hakar realized her desire to roam the world, he knew he had become to tired and weak in his old age to travel with her, and keeping her hear would just hold her back expecally in her magic, which he didn't know much about, so he grudgingly let her go.

Azolla now travels around Orin and Gundabiln collecting the bounties of wanted criminals. She has yet to spend time learning magic, but is content if she never knows. She enjoys life how it is now, and doesn't want much to change, this was until a dream had awoken her from her sleep, starring her desire for excitement.

Relationships: Hakar Grinlok (Father)

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Name: Ashur Olaric
Age: 26
Race: Elf/Mage
Homeland: Gundabiln
Class: Companion
Sword: N/A
Gender: Male

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Appearance: Ashur is quite tall for an elf, standing at about 5'7", often making him seem more like a half-blood than an pure blooded elf. His tall and lumbering appearance often makes him seem awkward and out of place as an elf. It is presumed that he is ether a long decedent of a half-blood, or just some strange mutation. He has a lean and fit figure due to his active lifestyle. His eyes are a golden, red-orange-ish color and seem to reflect any light that hits them. He has a slim face and a smart, calculating look in his usually narrow eyes. His skin is a dark, grey-ish color, matching his long, jet black hair. He usually keeps his hair tied back in a ponytail so it does not get in the way, and shows no desire of cutting it anytime soon. He commonly wears his dark, fitted leather armor with three different cloaks, only one of which is hooded, which are used to mislead guards that may peruse his and confuse his opponents in combat.

Personality: Ashur has a rather cocky and arrogant aura around him, and he likes it that way. He has a rather snarky, dark, and cynical sense of humor and tends to put that forward when he is meeting someone new. His laid back nature only further shows off this side of his personality. He is quite good at problem solving and manipulating people to get what he wants, but often acts dumber than he actually is. Although he tends to be a rather cruel and malicious person, he knows when something is wrong and tends to keep his own emotions out of important decision. He enjoys helping and comforting others, but seems to enjoy people's misery. Because of this likes to keep himself distant and is good at masking this in order to feel accepted by others. He wants to do good, but is offset by his enjoyment of causing harm.

Skills: Because of his history of thievery, Ashur has a talent for stealth and infiltration. He is incredibly swift and agile, but also has quite a bit of strength as well. He excels at wielding duel daggers and short swords, moving in a very graceful and precise manor in combat. He doges more than he attacks or blocks, using various methods of confusing his opponents. He is a good with his words and at acting like he has a different personality. His abilities with magic are rather untrained, but he uses the knowledge he has to try and come up with creative ways of using it.

Stats:

STR: 2 + 2 = 4
DXT: 2 + 3 + 1 = 6
INT: 2 + 3 = 5
WIL: 4 + 1 = 5
CON: 5 - 2 = 3

Long Blades: 0
Short Blades: 0 + 6 = 6
Ranged: 0 + 1 = 1

Evasion: 6 + 2 = 8
Aim +: 6 +1 = 7

Fire Magic: 1 + 2 = 2
Water Magic: 1 = 1
Air Magic: 1 + 3 = 4
Earth Magic: 1 = 1
Raw Magic: 1 + 2 = 3
Resistance: 2 = 2
Sword Power: 0

Brief history: Ashur's parents, Iolas and Ranivn Olaric originated from Thuaris, his mother a seamstress and his father a blacksmith and leather-worker. The two had moved to Gundabiln in hopes of having a more successful business there, Ashur was born a few years later. He had grown up in a rough time with his parents struggling to maintain their business, and had begun working as soon as he could.

He has upheld many different jobs, most notably his work as a messenger and as an servant to Frelmos Desbar, a wealthy merchant known for his tendency to buy out businesses and notorious for his methods of getting rid of competition. It did not take long for Ashur to despite the man for his greed and begin to steal small amounts from him any chance he got, purely out of spite, but the small amount he would take had a significant improvement in his home life.

It didn't take long for Ashur's occasional theft grew into a bad habit, he began to steal from everyone, using his job as a messenger to pick out who to target. Weather it was food, money, supplies, or just something he thought would be a nice trophy, Ashur would simply take whatever he needed from anyone he felt didn't need it as much as he did.

Eventually, his abilities got some attention and was invited into a thieves guild, and invitation he gladly accepted. The guild was caught soon after he had joined, many members dying in a stand to resist capture, and Ashur became extremely paranoid that the guards would find him soon. His parents, who had had known of his criminal lifestyle for years, had used their money to pay off guards to save him from arrest, but had grown tired of the life Ashur had chosen to live and told him to either leave them, or his life as a thief. Ashur had chosen the latter.

Ashur has been on his own for 7 years now, and has grown to be a master at his craft. Not many personally know him, and those who do tend to forget him with time. The few exceptions include his trainer in using blades and magic, an assassin that goes by the name of Ghost, that he has a sort of a master/apprentice relationship with.

Relationships: Iolas Olaric (Father), Ranivn Olaric (Mother), Ghost (Trainer)

Other:​
 
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Could I reserve the role of a companion?
 
I want to make a charater right now I just have one question!!!!!!!!!!!!! Would a half blood nymph still be born, bound to something in nature?
They can be, if you'd like. Though remember that might limit the traveling capabilities of your character, should their home be threatened and they need to return home.

I'll try to do this tonight, but I may not finish until tomorrow. Do you mind if I post a WIP until then?
Wips are fine to post ^^

Working on a Character. Will post the character here, in this post when done. Also, is it possible to reserve a certain Sword if making a Wielder? If so, Fury Fighter >.>
Reserved for you!

Could I reserve the role of a companion?
Sure thing!

As a note, I do encourage reserving spots you really want: you'll get to keep it for 3 days before it becomes unreserved. If you're not done with your CS and talk to me or Kraken about it, we can give you a little more time. This is mostly to prevent people from reserving and running away.
 
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Character:
Name: Celesar Youcet

Age: 34
Race: Human, partial nymph descent
Homeland: Thonosea
Class (Wielder + mage)
Sword - Dreamwalker
Gender - Female


Appearance:
Celesar possesses a tall, curved frame. Her skin is stained by constant exposure to the sun, resting at a tone between olive and bronze. Wide, pale blue eyes stare out from beneath a narrow brow that extends into an equally slender nose. Thin lips rest above a narrow chin, and laugh lines crinkle the corners of her mouth. Above a forehead beginning to show the signs of age rests long brown hair tied back into a flat that begins wide then narrows out, ending at the small of her back. Intricate ink designs in the shape of thorns line her forearms, wrapping around her wrists and ending at the palms of her hands.

Personality:
Youcet is a calm, collected individual. She bears herself in a noble manner, often taking herself - and the situation at hand - overtly seriously. When she speaks, she is matter of fact; some have called her curt and snappish, a claim she openly acknowledges. Her noble bearing and attention to detail has created the illusion of pride bordering on arrogance in many, but to this, Celesar would only respond with a small smile and a statement of indifference.

Skills:
A life as a merchant's daughter has given Celesar a prowess in shrewd bargaining and a profound sense of stubbornness to boot. Though she is a stone-cold woman on the streets of any market, Celesar's true talent rests in instructing and teaching. She has taught several students in the ways of magic, though in her spare time she works with the bow and arrow.

Brief History:
Celesar was born to a merchant prince that had shared a brief love affair with a half nymph on his travels. Though she was in effect born a bastard, as a young girl Celesar often spent time with her mother, learning the ways of magic, specifically the patterns of wind and water alongside the more chaotic innate magic of the Fey. As she grew older, Celesar's interests drifted from taking over her father's business to instructing others in magic.

By the time she was thirty, Celesar had started up her own Circle and had trained a total of six students. Eight years previous, she had wed a human man and carried a young girl into the world, relatively soon after a young boy. She lives a content existence teaching in the city she had inhabited as a girl, still managing her late father's trade routes from time to time as a partial owner of the trading company. Though all seems calm and peaceful, Celesar's line of work often involves some more practical exercises in magic, taking her far and wide across her native deserts.

Relationships:
Her husband, Gereye Youcet
Her daughter, Elel (12), and son, Gylan (4)
Her three apprentices, almost fully trained


Stats:
  • ST - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR] = 2
  • DX - [BCOLOR=transparent]2 [/BCOLOR]+ [BCOLOR=transparent]4[/BCOLOR] = 6
  • IQ - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] +[BCOLOR=transparent]3[/BCOLOR] = 5
  • WILL - [BCOLOR=transparent]5[/BCOLOR] +[BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] +[BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] = 7
  • CON - [BCOLOR=transparent]4[/BCOLOR] - [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] = 3
Skills:
  • ST ([BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR]) + 3 = 5
    • Short blades - 1
    • Long blades - 0
    • Ranged - 4
  • DX ([BCOLOR=transparent]6[/BCOLOR])
    • Evasion - 6 + [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] = 7
    • Aim+ - 6 + [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] = 8
  • WILL ([BCOLOR=transparent]7[/BCOLOR])
    • Fire - [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR] = 1
    • Earth - [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR] = 1
    • Water - [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]3[/BCOLOR]+ [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] = 5
    • Air - [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]3[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] = 5
    • Raw - [BCOLOR=transparent]3[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] = 5
    • Resistance - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] + [BCOLOR=transparent]1[/BCOLOR] = 3
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Character:
Name: Erard Helman

Age: 32
Race: Human
Homeland: Orin
Class (Companion)
Sword - N/A
Gender - Male


Appearance:
Erard Helman is a hulking giant of a man - he might well be mistaken for a half-ogre, if such creatures existed outside of myth. A well-kept beard sprawls across his face, covering a square jaw and thin-stretched lips. His stern brow is lined in bushy brown eyebrows, underneath which sit somber green eyes. Helman's brown hair, slicked down to his head, remains tied in a short braid ducked behind his back. A single scar runs parallel from his right ear down diagonally down to the left side of his face, widening at the nose. He is missing a front tooth, which has been replaced with an obvious wooden replacement.

Personality:
Helman is a boisterous individual when he wants to be, a professional one when he needs to be. Life as a more professional sellsword has honed his ability to be respectful while maintaining a more "human" demeanor. His own life comes first, then his charge's - he will stick in the fight until it becomes clear he's on the losing side (unless he's personally invested in the cause or there's no other out). Call him a classic sellsword, but what hired blade isn't selfish?

Skills:
Erard's main talents rest in the martial arts. His body is honed to a razor edge to kill and keep himself from being killed. Beyond his ability to fight, Erard can do little. He possesses an interest in several of the arts, but cannot produce any himself. He is mediocre at best when it comes to feats of agility - when clad in heavy armor, he had little reason to develop his ability to dodge and move quickly.

Brief History:
Erard never met his family. He was part of a caste known as the "Donated" - he was handed over to a school for training with the blade at a young age, presumably by parents who desired to give their child a chance in life. From the time he could walk, he was trained in several martial arts, ranging from those involving the sword, the spear, and even his own hands. In his coming of age ceremony, involving a 'live' battle of students, his face was maimed by the swing of an iron spear. Believed to be out of the fight, Erard had risen again and downed his opponent, avoiding (as was accustomed) killing the boy.

In the years since, Helman served as a sword-for-hire for rich households all around Orin. He built a reputation as a steadfast ally until, quite recently, he let a charge be injured after being robbed at knife-point. Unable to find work anywhere, Erard left Orin in search of other tasks. Though no one kingdom would be as lucrative as Orin, some coin was better than none at all...

Relationships:
Atieldas, an Elvish paramour, an odalisque from Thonosea.

Stats:
  • ST - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] + 5 = 7
  • DX - [BCOLOR=transparent]2 [/BCOLOR]+ 2 = 4
  • IQ - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR]
  • WILL - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR]
  • CON - [BCOLOR=transparent]5[/BCOLOR] + 1 = 6
Skills:
  • ST (7) + 3 + 2 = 12
    • Short blades - 4
    • Long blades - 8
    • Ranged - 0
  • DX (4)
    • Evasion - 4 + 1 = 5
    • Aim+ - 4 + 1 = 5
  • WILL (4)
    • Fire - [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR]
    • Earth - [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR]
    • Water - [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR]
    • Air - [BCOLOR=transparent]0[/BCOLOR]
    • Raw - 0
    • Resistance - [BCOLOR=transparent]2[/BCOLOR] + 2 = 4
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I see we have two people interested in playing a nymph/dryad (excluding kraken). Only one can be a Strigine, in order to keep the playing field even for others.
 
I see we have two people interested in playing a nymph/dryad (excluding kraken). Only one can be a Strigine, in order to keep the playing field even for others.
It looks like @Zeroisdead is already making their dryad a wielder. I'll happily make mine a companion to keep everything even. Just got off work, Ill start my character as soon as I get home!
 
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Hm...still don't know enough about my schedule, but I'll keep an eye on this.
 
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Making a character for Messager, so can i resrve it?
 

Nerinphe LeVane

Age: 37 years (appears to be in her early 20's)
Race: Human/ Nymph

Homeland: A small river in the Northern forests of Gundabiln

Class: Companion
Sword: N/A

Gender: Female

Appearance:
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Nerinphe is not your average nymph. Standing at an underwhelming 5'2" her slender frame is built out of corded, lean muscle showing a strength uncommon of her race. Her beautiful ivory skin with the lightest tint of blue would perfect except for the old scars marring her forearms and abdomen. Her hair is a bright blue and white like the tumbling water of the river she was born to. It's almost always kept in a long braid running down to the small of her back. With bright green eyes and lips slightly upturned, her face is the picture of serenity and beauty. Nerinphe usually dress in plain brown leathers with darker leather boots well worn and broken in. her beauty and quick smile tends to pull peoples attention away from the long sword strapped to her back, at least until its too late.

Personality:
Like any mighty river Nerinphe can seem calm and cool on the surface which makes the currents underneath an unexpected surprise. A firm believer of helping others, her attitude shows that with quick smiles and an kind, easygoing personality. As many people have found however, it is a very bad choice to try to take advantage of it. She may keep her anger under the surface, but it is still very much there, and with the right circumstances it can explode out.

Skills: Nerinphe doesn't have many skills other then running her blade through peoples chests. She has learned quite a bit about navigating and bartering traveling for so many years. And of course the herb knowledge and healing skills her mother had taught her.

Stats:

STR: 2 + 5 = 7
DEX: 2 + 3 = 5
INT: 2 +1 = 3
WIL: 5 - 1= 4
CON: 4

(STR 10 + 2 Age Bonus)
Long blades: 12

(DEX 5)
aim+: 5 + 1 = 6
evasion: 5 + 2 = 7

(WILL 4)
Fire: 1
Air: 1
Water: 1 + 1 = 2
Earth: 1
Raw: 1 + 2 = 3
Resistance: 2 + 3 = 5
Sword Power: 0

Brief history:
Nerinphe was born in the river of a small village. Her mother and father had either passed away or had abandoned her as an infant leaving her alone. She had no memories of her real parents instead she has only ever known the two who had raised her as their own. A kind older women by the name of Garia LeVane, the head of the small temple in the village and her husband, an old sword master and deserter of the Orin Military, took care of her.

As the head of a temple dedicated to Idite, her parents tried to teach her balance in all things. Her mother taught her to read and write, a rare skill in the poor fishing village she was born in. She also taught her daughter how to heal, a skill Garia had practiced and mastered over many years helping her village. Her father taught her history and geography with his experience in foreign lands. She loved to learn devouring whatever knowledge her parents could teach her with a passion. Though she learned at a rapid pace, there was one skill she was truly a prodigy at, the art of the blade.

Her mother and father spent many years teaching their daughter all that they knew. Though she was happy living in the village she was never content. At the age of 18 she left her home to travel the world. With the villagers promise to protect her river from harm she traveled throughout Gundabiln helping the wounded and sick and putting the blade to killers and bandits as is the balance of things. She earned many scars in her travels, wearing them proudly like badges of honor and was content to live the rest of her days traveling the world. That is until she awoke from a vision one dark night.

Relationships: Garia LeVane (adopted mother) Levi LeVane (Adopted father)



 
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My character is almost done! I have to get ready for a DEP meeting though so I am leaving it here. @Rainjay I finished my stats out if you would be so kind as to check them and make sure I am mathing right! Im liking her so far, with all these mages already I tried to make a warrior nymph instead lol

Nerinphe LeVane

Age: 37 years (appears to be in her early 20's)
Race: Human/ Nymph

Homeland: A small river in the Northern forests of Gundabiln

Class: Companion
Sword: N/A

Gender: Female

Appearance:
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Nerinphe is not your average nymph. Standing at an underwhelming 5'2" her slender frame is built out of corded, lean muscle showing a strength uncommon of her race. Her beautiful ivory skin with the lightest tint of blue would perfect except for the old scars marring her forearms and abdomen. Her hair is a bright blue and white like the tumbling water of the river she was born to. It's almost always kept in a long braid running down to the small of her back. With bright green eyes and lips slightly upturned, her face is the picture of serenity and beauty. Nerinphe usually dress in plain brown leathers with darker leather boots well worn and broken in. her beauty and quick smile tends to pull peoples attention away from the long sword strapped to her back, at least until its too late.

Personality:
Like any mighty river Nerinphe can seem calm and cool on the surface which makes the currents underneath an unexpected surprise. A firm believer of helping others, her attitude shows that with quick smiles and an kind, easygoing personality. As many people have found however, it is a very bad choice to try to take advantage of it. She may keep her anger under the surface, but it is still very much there, and with the right circumstances it can explode out.
Skills:

Stats:

STR: 2 + 4 = 6
DEX: 2 + 3 = 5
INT: 2 +2 = 4
WIL: 5 - 1= 4
CON: 4 + 1= 5

(STR 9)
Long blades: 9

(DEX 5)
aim+: 5 + 1 = 6
evasion: 5 + 2 = 7

(WILL 4)
Fire: 1
Air: 1
Water: 1 + 1 = 2
Earth: 1
Raw: 1 + 2 = 3
Resistance: 1+ 3 = 4
Sword Power: 0

Brief history:**

Relationships:

Other:
lol, im making a warrior dryad
 
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lol, im making a warrior dryad
My warrior nymph is going to kick your dryads ass
edit- with love, Ill kick you in the ass with love.
 
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Adding in my two cents here.
I'm fairly new to the dice system.

Will we be using dice for the battles?
 
@Rainjay I finished my stats out if you would be so kind as to check them and make sure I am mathing right! Im liking her so far, with all these mages already I tried to make a warrior nymph instead lol
You seem to have one extra point in your base stat points (you placed 9 points instead of 8. I did account for the subtraction of 1 point from Will). The math for everything else checks out.

Will we be using dice for the battles?
Dice will be used in a few situations, but mostly in plot significant battles, i.e. boss battles. Each sword is defended both by the Shroud and by either a puzzle or a guardian, which must be defeated. When gods are fought in combat, dice will also be used. To solve puzzles, someone can roll for an intelligence check (using the int stat) and can get a hint on the puzzle if they pass the check. I'll be adding a guide for dice use in combat once the IC gets rolling, but the basis of it is that for certain attacks/actions in combat, you need to roll your dice for a certain set of values in order to be successful. So, you would write out your post of your character attacking, but instead of saying the attack hit, you would roll the die and then a GM would do the calculations and write a post in response from the enemy.
 
@Rainjay with subtracting from will, wouldn't I have 9 points to put in my other stats?
 
STR: 2 + 4 = 6
DEX: 2 + 3 = 5
INT: 2 +2 = 4
WIL: 5 - 1= 4
CON: 4 + 1= 5

That's what you've got for stats right now. The number of points you added to your base points is 10, and one of those comes from the 1 you subtracted from WIL. 9 points total are in green; there should be 8.

It's also worth noting (I forgot about this myself until just now, my bad) that if Nerinphe has a background in combat (if she's been studying swordplay for awhile), she gets +2 free points to add to her strength skills (long/short blades and ranges). Kraken and I decided to give a similar age bonus to melee stats as we did to magic, to even things out (hence why I forgot, we only established this last night before posting sign-ups). Since she's 37, she qualifies. You can decide to use that +2 or not, your choice. You could add it to long blades or to another weapon type, whichever you'd like.
 
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