The Next Emperor Character Thread
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				Title: <strong>The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 10:18:01</strong>
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				This is the area where all the character involved in "The Next Emperor," May post their characters for a quick reference.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Untamed Skies</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 10:22:31</strong>
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				<strong>User:</strong> Untamed_Skies <br><strong>Character:</strong>&nbsp; Cedric Valda<br><strong>Role:</strong> Hero<br><strong>Age:</strong>&nbsp; 30<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'11"<br><strong>Weight</strong>: 160 lbs<br><strong>Weapon(s):</strong> Longsword<br><strong>Personality</strong>: More then anything he is driven. He knows what he desires and will not hesistate to taket he necessary actions to see that he achieves them. Still he isn't a cruel, nor is he cold. He is passionate in his affairs, and to those worthy of being considered allies he is plesant company. Happily sharing a feast, enjoying a heated discussion, or even a friendly spar. <br><strong>Background</strong>: Cedric Valda wasn't born a noble. His family in fact wasn't extremely prestigous at all for the vast majority of his young life. He grew up in a country located in the southwestern region of the Empire. He was educated and studied diligently early on, and gained a position as a tutor to the king's daughter Elanor Latana. The two developed into fast friends and not long after that they became lovers. When they both came of age they married, and enjoyed a single child together. <br>This peace for Cedric however would not last long, only three years after his marriage a civil war took place in his home country. Two sects vying for power and envious of the postion of the Latana family suddenly struck at the castle while he was on a hunting trip with his brother in law. Before anyone knew what had happened the leader of the rebellion attacked the castle and in the ensuing chaos, he lost his mother in law, wife, and son, and the king was greviously injured. Cedric was so devasted he locked himself in his study for a week, his servants having to force him to drink water to keep him alive.<br>The man who exited the study was not the same that had entered heartbroken a week before. Cedric elected to act in place of his father in law taking on the role of a general as he marched the royal army to crush the two rebel factions. To the west lay the Lalori army which had vast support from the people. Charles Lalori was considered a man of deep virture, one who would tend to the common folk's needs and punish the corrupt lawmakers for taking their money. To the west was Nicholas Fleger, a man who was renown for his greed and wealth. It was due to this wealth that they got high backing from the high classes of people. Both had taken enough land and power away from the Latana family and had amassed larger armies. <br>Cedric displayed massive cunning as he lured both armies onto the battlefield, the two were supposed to work in unison to&nbsp; wipe the remnants of the Imperial King from the land, and ensure freedom for the rest of the country. However Cedric planted moles in either group, the goal was to convince the other that they had betrayed one another by having the moles leave and move as if seeking a meeting with the other. As the both armies moved to attack he withdrew from the battlefield entirely but not before making a move to meet with Charlles Lalori. This action combined with false intelligence convinced Nicholas that Charles intended to betray him. Nicholas acted first turning his army to attack the Lalori. Which of course resulted in the Lalori attacking the Fleger. This allowed a opening for Cedric to call his forces back on to the playing field and in the chaos both forces were routed. It was less then a year after their crushing defeats that both the head of Charles Lalori and Nicholas Fleger were posted on their respective castles to discourage anyone from attempting a similar coup.<br><br>Due to his actions Cedric was offered the chance to become a Imperial Duke, one of which he accepted without hesitation. The land he was placed in was poor and lacking, ravaged with bandits and other scoundrels eager to make money off the weak. Cedric would cement his early legacy, as he marched to route the bandit army. Instead of simply destroying them however, he elected to draft them into his army, gave their lands to the pesants so that they could farm and grow food, and installed all bandits willing to work within the law to protect the new crops. Many nobles believed that his actions were questionable, rogues such as the bandits should be punished. However Cedric saw the ones capable of falling back into society as useful. The kind of soldiers who know more then simply following orders for honor, those that had been so hungry they turned to their wicked ways in the first place. These beasts of men would be the best trusted to ensure their food was never taken again. Anyone who was caught stealing any food would be dealt very severe and as far as most people were concerned unfair punishments. Despite this the abundance of food allowed heavy trade, which allowed technology to grow, which allowed everything that resided within his realm to advance and prosper. To many he had displayed cunning and guile fit for a leader, however there are just as many unwilling to look past his cruel punishments of the people and employment of former bandits. Many believe he is uncaring to the people and focused only on the job.<br>Just as quickly as he accepted his position of Duke, Cedric made for the home capital of the Hellation Empire when he discovered they were searching for someone capable for ruling. A position he believed only he was fit to rule. <br><strong>Physical Description:</strong> Athletically built, never slowing down even at the end of the wars, he looks as fit now as he did when he was when he first started his campaigns. His dark hair is cut short. With a light stubble he shaves on important events or when he decides it's gotten too long. Cold blue eyes stare back at you. <br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (http://i1205.photobucket.com/albums/bb425/ylauzon/ChrisHemsworth.jpg)<br><br><span class="bbc_u">NPC</span><br><strong>User:</strong> Untamed_Skies<br><strong>Character:</strong>&nbsp; Gregory Warsaw<br><strong>Role:</strong> User<br><strong>Age:</strong> 35<br><strong>Connection to Hero:</strong>&nbsp; He is one of the former bandit leaders that was spared after agreeing to serve Cedric. To prove it was simply food he was fighting for and not the ruin of the commonfolk he has dedicated the rest of his life to Cedric as a bodyguard. He aims to serve as an example that bandits are more then simply barbarians. <br><strong>Physical Description</strong>:&nbsp; A hulking towar of a man standing at 6'5" and weighing over 200lbs. Long dark hair that generally will hang over his eyepatch. He is very gruff, and almost nothing noble looking about him.<br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (http://i259.photobucket.com/albums/hh304/action_phantom/snakepliskin.jpg)<br><br><strong>User</strong>: Untamed_skies<br><strong>Character</strong>: Liam Hart<br><strong>Role</strong>: User<br><strong>Age:</strong> 25<br><strong>Connection to Hero</strong>:&nbsp; Liam Hart was recruited by Cedric during the first civil war that took place back in their home country. Cedric was impressed with his ability to sneak and employed him primarily for espionage. Liam is Cedric's eyes and ears and has been brought along both to guard from the shadows and get vital information. <br><strong>Physical Description</strong>: He has fair skin and auburn hair. He keeps himself looking rugged to help make sure he doesn't appear important. Lean skin and brown eyes. <br><strong>Appearance:</strong> (http://i1016.photobucket.com/albums/af282/LauraLuna11/Cornacopia/250px-Faramir.jpg)<br>[/quote]
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mj2002</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 10:23:27</strong>
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				<strong>User</strong>: mj2002<br><br><strong>Character</strong>: Vera Hellatius<br><strong>Role</strong>: Princess<br><strong>Age</strong>: 19<br><strong>Height</strong>: 5'5" / 165cm<br><strong>Weight</strong>: 116 lbs / 53kg<br><strong>Weapons</strong>: Composite Longbow, Cunning, Icy Demeanor<br><br><strong>Personality</strong>: Vera is in many respects quite unlike her sisters. Her personality is cold and her aura is one of distance and lack of compassion. She is most at ease when she is alone, but even then she exudes an air of unpleasantness and contempt for her surroundings. Matters that concern her most are her own well being, power, material wealth and the ability to ride out into the wilderness whenever she pleases. Vera is an excellent wild game hunter and is an expert archer. For more sociable concerns, she cares not so much. She holds most of her sisters and even her father in disregard, but keeps the latter a secret. As for anyone else, there isn't any noticeable compassion. The only exception would be her horse. <br><br>She would have refused to partake in the tournament altogether, were it not for the fact that she found her sisters to be undeserving of the power that came with victory in the tournament. If anyone were to wield such power, it would be her and whatever suitor would appear to be most eligible. As such, the stakes of the contest were too important for her to disregard the event and had left Vera determined to partake in it. The rules of the tournament were clearly set, but that by no means meant Vera would abide to them at all times. <br><br><strong>Background</strong>: Vera is the second daughter of the Emperor's second wife. Love for any of her sisters is either extremely well guarded or non existent. As a younger girl, it had been rumored that she had displayed cruelty towards several of her younger sister's pets and sometimes even the sisters themselves. Once beyond the age of 12, these reports no longer appeared. Either she had stopped with such petty acts, or was wise enough to have them remain unnoticed. <br><br>Her skill as a huntress is matched only by her older (half?)sister Avelyn, which is one of the very few entities with a pulse that she holds in high regard. Unlike her older sister though, Vera finds no use for hunting parties and often rides out herself and takes a more intensive approach to the sport of archery and hunting. Rumors had been floating around in court that at one time, Vera had purposefully and intently killed another hunter during a night in the dense forest. However, no person knew where the rumor had started, nor were any local hunters found to be missing. Eventually the rumor had been dismissed as a myth and no investigation had ever been conducted. <br><br>When Vera is not hunting, she is usually found in her room, studying ancient texts or ordering around servants to her petty desires. What knowledge she means to acquire from the books is unknown to most in the court, but her desire for fine and exotic fashion is well documented.<br><br><strong>Physical Description</strong>: Vera is of average height but remarkably fragile looking for a huntress. Her femininity is somewhat underdeveloped compared to her siblings and it is often that visitors mistake her for being a sister much younger and further down the line. Vera has short brown hair that is left to lie straight across her face. Her skin is pale which leads many to believe that her solitude is often spent indoors, not taking into consideration that the princess might go out at night more often than by day.<br><br><strong>Appearance</strong>: <br><br><br><br><br><div align="center">(http://i.imgur.com/iJNCN.jpg)</div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>CarnivorousBunny</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 10:31:13</strong>
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				<strong>User:</strong> CarnivorousBunny<br><strong>Character:</strong> Jacquelyn Hellatius<br><strong>Role:</strong> Princess<br><strong>Age:</strong> 16<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'3<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 118lbs<br><strong>Weapons:</strong> Remarkable intuition and character judgement.<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Jacquelyn has been called impish, sometimes even the wicked princess, and personally she doesn't know what all the fuss is about.&nbsp; Unladylike, blunt, and rude, many a noble dislike her, but Jacquelyn is also perfectly capable of acting appropriately when directly ordered to do so by her father or Ellya. One of her finer points is that she has always had a childish, innocent charm that wins over the servants and simpler folk.&nbsp; <br>When it comes to her duties as Ellya's apprentice and healer, Jacquelyn is attentive and hardworking.&nbsp; Much like her older sister, Jacquelyn feels that she must help the less fortunate, even if she is far less compassionate and kind. For all the trouble she causes, Jacquelyn is no fool.&nbsp; Ever since she was a child, she has always had a very strong sense of intuition.&nbsp; Sometimes people fear it is too good, as if she peers directly in to one's soul.&nbsp; It is a truly frightening gift, and she uses it to her advantage.&nbsp; Unlike her sister Ellya, Jacquelyn has no problem twisting the truth (her truly great lies are few and far between), and even the occasional arm, to get what she wants.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Jacquelyn is the fourth daughter of the Emperor's second wife making her Ellya's younger sister.&nbsp; Compared to her angelic healer of a sister, Jacquelyn has been likened to an imp.&nbsp; When she was much younger she would always tear her gowns, and get a hoot out of scaring the royal dogs.<br><br>This particular princess has always hated boring ceremonies, and obligatory socialising.&nbsp; How unfortunate that the princess that dislikes politics the most has become one of her father's most trusted advisors!&nbsp; Due to her ability to detect snakes, she is constantly forced by her father attend social gatherings and to sit with him in meetings. <br>When she manages to slip out of her father's grasp, she can be found with the stable boys or cooks, helping them with their chores and listening to their stories.&nbsp; On a few rare occasions she snuck out of the castle entirely to play with the local children in the less affluent parts of the kingdom.<br><br>Jacquelyn craves a simpler life and is fascinated by common folk and the hardships they endure.&nbsp; When the rest of her family is out hunting and riding, she is in the armoury, listening to the soldiers swap stories.&nbsp; Because of her constant visits there the soldiers have tried to teach her how to wield various weapons, but this princess has no gift for sport.&nbsp; If anything, she is competent enough with the short sword not to accidentally kill bystanders, but she is no shining star.&nbsp; <br><br>Being the youngest princess, and not to mention the most childish one, she feels that there should be no attention on her, when it is honestly quite the opposite.&nbsp; Her father's eye is ever on the lookout for mischief, which she is usually the centre of.&nbsp; Being young she has her immature moments, one is when she still claims that she will never marry and will be perfectly content as an old maid.<br>Physical Description: While she is not as tall and ladylike as the rest of her sisters Jacquelyn has her own kind of grace.&nbsp; Despite her small stature, her curves are generous and smooth.&nbsp; When it is not combed down and fixed, her thick jet black hair is full of soft curls that fall down to her elbow.&nbsp; Her brown eyes are large and full of curiosity.&nbsp; Her walk has a sensual sway, as if she were dancing to a song that only she can hear.<br><br><strong>Appearance: </strong><br>(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/beart2.jpg)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header"> Princess' NPC: Rose</div><div class="spoiler_body">User: CarnivorousBunny<br>Character: Rose<br>Role: User<br>Age: 30<br>Connection to Princess: Rose was one of the handful of servants brought from her homeland to serve Lord Hellatius and his second wife.&nbsp; When Jacquelyn was born, she was assigned to care for the young princess.&nbsp; Ever since then she has become Jacquelyn's keeper, as well as the princess' favorite and long suffering maid-servant.<br>Physical Description: As most oriental women, Rose is short and slender.<br>Appearance: <div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Yellow%20Azns/asian_woman_2.jpg)</div></div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AribethAmkiir</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 10:32:53</strong>
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				<strong>User:</strong> AribethAmkiir<br><strong>Character:</strong> Ellya Hellatius<br><strong>Role:</strong> Princess<br><strong>Age:</strong> 18<br><strong>Height:</strong> 5'6"<br><strong>Weight:</strong> 120 lbs<br><strong>Weapon(s):</strong> Compassion, Charm, and Elegance<br><strong>Personality:</strong> Ellya is a compassionate and passionate young woman.&nbsp; She is eager to be heard, though wise enough to hold her tongue and know when she shouldn't speak.&nbsp; She respects the traditions of the empire though she disagrees with them in her heart.&nbsp; She believes she, or any of her sisters, could rule just as well as a man, if not better.&nbsp; She values honesty, honor, loyalty, kindness, justice, and family.&nbsp; Above all she wants what's best for the people of the empire, and fears that if one of her sisters become Empress she will be cast out or worse.&nbsp; Ellya feels she would be committed to make amiable arrangements for her sisters, though knows that nothing will ever be the same once this tournament begins.&nbsp; She enjoys pursuing knowledge, hawking, lawn games, horseback riding, dancing, and helping others.&nbsp; She prefers art and culture over warfare.<br><br><strong>Background:</strong> Ellya is the third daughter of the Emperor's second wife.&nbsp; Like her sisters and half-sisters, she was given everything she ever wanted.&nbsp; She was provided with the best education available in the empire and excelled in etiquette, diction, and articulation.&nbsp; As a very young girl her compassion was limitless and unbridled.&nbsp; She was known to smuggle injured animals into her bedchambers and attempt to nurse them back to health.&nbsp; Eventually, she grew out of this habit and learned to guard her heart more carefully even as her tutors slowly directed her education toward the healing arts.<br><br>She is renown throughout the empire for her ability to heal and for founding charities for the ill and wounded soldiers.&nbsp; She often visits the wounded soldiers who've been brought back from the front lines.<br><br>While Ellya enjoys hawking, she doesn't like to see her owl catch something.&nbsp; She doesn't hunt though she will ride along.&nbsp; She's been taught to use a bow, but has little desire to do so and less skill.&nbsp; She can be found within the imperial library when she has ample free time.<br><br><strong>Physical Description:</strong> Ellya is statuesque, slender with feminine curves.&nbsp; She is of average height and build.&nbsp; Her brown hair is often worn elegantly, though when not in public she prefers to wear it loose and long; it falls to her waist.&nbsp; Her skin is unblemished and the color of cream.&nbsp; <br><strong>Appearance:</strong> <br>(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/lily_collins_hot.png?t=1357465868)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 13:42:57</strong>
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				User: TheHangedMan<br>Character: Henrik Raubriter<br>Role: Hero<br>Age: 24<br>Height: 5'11<br>Weight: 200 pounds<br>Weapon(s): Hammer, sword, dagger<br>Personality: Coldly logical, yet personable. Charismatic; honest.&nbsp; He cares very deeply about the people, especially the peasants, but does not allow his emotions to get in the way of his decision making. <br>Background: Henrik used to be a blacksmith, who grew hale and hardy in his toils. However, one year--seven years ago-- their was a minor issue in the kingdom, where bandits had become increasingly active.&nbsp; Dissatisfied with the slow pace in which the guards and military were taking their time to respond to the threat, Henrik put together several people, whom he trusted, and went out to do something about it himself.<br><br>Leading a handful of people in poor equipment, he actually succeeded in hunting down a small group of the bandits. Henrik and his men killed several, and took the leader of this group captive, and he was interrogated in the confines of Henrik's smithy.<br><br>After extracting the information about their camp from them, Henrik again called upon his friends-- a few hunters with bows, a militia trained spearman, some lumberjacks with axes-- and they set off. They approached the camp with Henrik leading them, proclaiming themselves to be people who were too tired of toiling and gaining nothing. They saw how good the bandits were doing, and wanted in on the deal.<br><br>Henrik was persuasive enough to get their leader to talk with him. They tentatively agreed; since it was so dark, they were allowed to stay in the camp, and in the morning, they would be sent off on a test.<br><br>Morning did not arrive for the bandits. In the middle of the night, his group struck from within; guards were slain with arrows, and sleeping men butchered as they were roused, still groggy and unable to truly fight. <br><br>Henrik personally beat the leader of the bandits into submission using a large hammer that was typically used in his workshop. Come morning, they left with the leader, and turned him into the proper authorities, while also mentioning where the camp was, so that what goods were still there could hopefully be returned to those who lost them.<br><br>While his recklessness was not appreciated by the authorities of the time--it was dangerous and the work should have been left to the professionals-- they were still thankful enough, and the commoners did not care whether or not they should have been dealing with the threat; they were just happy enough that the problem was done and over with.<br><br>After this, however, he returned to his simple life of forging weapons, armor, and cutlery and the occasional bauble. However, his reputation did see a large increase in his customers, as people from other cities and places wanted one of his "Bandit-killer" weapons. <br><br>With the money he was able to get, he was able to get a scholar to tutor&nbsp; him about the finer points about the world at large; politics, academia, history, geography, mathematics; he hoped, in fact, one day, to step beyond his lot in life.<br><br>When the High Emperor announced the tournament, Henrik applied; their are still many who remember him, as a youth not even old enough to need to shave, being able to so boldly and ably handle the bandit threat. Tales, largely exaggerated at this point in time, are still told about his heroism and valor. <br>Physical Description:&nbsp; Caucasian, blond hair, blue eyes. His body build is muscular, but not bulky; he is as strong as he is dexterous, and his muscles are wiry, rather than bulging. <br>Appearance: (http://i27.photobucket.com/albums/c195/TheOneTheOnlyTheShane/LawVyce.png)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Grissom Bernett (User) NPC</div><div class="spoiler_body">User: TheHangedMan<br>Character: Grissom Bernett<br>Role: User<br>Age: 28<br>Connection to Hero: The militia-man who joined Henrik in his endeavor to stop the bandits. Now a Captain of the City Watch. Grissom is a no-nonsense man who cares deeply about maintaining the peace of the land, and punishing those that spoil it. He believes that Henrik will be a fair ruler, and is not opposed to using his power within the City Watch to ensure that nothing "unsavory" happens to his friend. <br>Physical Description: (http://blog-imgs-37.fc2.com/s/a/l/saloonrpg/tacticsogre_class_runefencer_8_JPG.png) Caucasian, broad-shouldered, bears a few scars on his chest. Athletic build. Brown hair that's down to his shoulders, and brown eyes. (Note that his armor is going to be whatever the City Watch would wear, rather than what's in the picture). <br></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>azzmeister89</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 15:16:50</strong>
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				User: Azzmeister89<br>Character: Reynik "The dark fang"<br>Role: Hero<br>Age: 22<br>Height: 6ft<br>Weight: N/A<br>Weapon(s): Reynik carries his duel one handed short swords named "the dark fangs" for there color due to the strange black metal they are formed from<br>Personality: Reynik is for the most part an energetic young man, the chance of a battle excites him and he takes it all on as a test of his skills although he can get passionate and even serious when it comes to those he cares for and his ideals.<br>Background: Reynik was chosen to enter the tournament after news of his time on a battlefeild reached the homeland, in a short invasion of a southern enemy he alone took a fort of almost 100 enemy soldiers without aid, killing thirty of them in the process before he freed thousends of there own captured soldiers who helped him finish the job, he was also the slayer of a great black wolf that lived in the mountains near his childhood home.<br>Reynik is not a born noble but was gifted knighthood after that feat.<br>Physical Description: his hair is short dark and messy and his eyes like liquid chocolate, he carries no scars on his face and is often spoken of as a theif of young maidens hearts despite not having the courage to talk to them.<br>Appearance: (http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scribbles</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 15:20:16</strong>
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				<strong>User: </strong> Scribbles<br><strong>Character: </strong> Avelyn Hellatius<br><strong>Role: </strong> Princess<br><strong>Age: </strong> 26<br><strong>Height: </strong> 5’9”<br><strong>Weight: </strong> 130lbs<br><strong>Weapon(s): </strong> Despite her role as a princess, Avelyn is quite adept with a bow, a weapon she favours for her favourite sport; hunting. She normally likes to venture out on horseback, with an escort, her hawk (Apollo) and some dogs, to seek out the nearest prize and put an end to its life. Despite the blood-thirsty nature of the sport, Avelyn remains as proper as ever. She never unseats herself from the horse, unless the hunting party stops to picnic, and normally comes attired in the most impractical but exquisite dresses. She also never carries her bow outside of a hunt.<br><strong>Personality: </strong> Avelyn is a proud and ambitious woman, accustomed to the feel of success and unafraid of getting her hands a little dirty to achieve it. If she has to lie, cheat, steal or even kill to attain her goal, she will not hesitate and will do so all while hiding behind a pleasant smile. If the princess has learnt anything, it’s that a little decorum and a sweet smile can go a long way to concealing her actions. This makes her an exceptionally difficult person to rile up or catch off guard. Avelyn’s only real moments of weakness are when around exotic foods, gifts, or if she actually is caught in the act of something wicked. Otherwise, if a person has nothing to offer, then all they can expect is the cold shoulder.<br><strong>Background: </strong> Avelyn’s behaviour within her family has always been one of indifference with her mood only ever lightening when out hunting or receiving exotic gifts. This was never for a lack of love but rather because she found her role in life to be so, painfully, predictable. If she pined for something, a clap of the hands would have it by her feet within moments. And should she engage in a game with someone, she always found herself on the winning side - no matter how hard she might try to lose. This left her feeling empty, directionless and without challenge which resulted in the constant disinterest she displayed to all those around her.<br><br>This is why the princess found such pleasure in receiving gifts beyond the empire’s reach as it always presented the opportunity to experience something new, something which few others could claim to have seen or own. Her own bow was created by a Western civilization famed for its archers, its surface of yew carved with an intricate inscription to some false God of Swiftness and Death. Her Hawk (Apollo) as well is a type not seen within her father’s realm, caught and trained by a tribe of hunter-gatherers in the far South. Another quirk born of her eternal boredom is her love for the hunt, one she's had since she was first shown the sport as an early teenager. Unlike the servants or people she was forced to entertain at times, she found the animals of the forest to be truer playing partners than any other. There was no dull expectation of a falsified win in the game as an animal wouldn’t stab itself with her arrow, it would duck and dive and do anything else it could to hold onto the precious prize that was its life. <br><br>Now Avelyn finds herself regretting the indifference she treated her siblings and father with as the greatest prize of all is put up for the taking, the throne of the empire itself. She now has to match wits with people as privileged as herself while hopefully finding a suitable, if malleable, man to champion her cause. It also wouldn’t be easy to simply switch from years of indifference to a tone of pleasantness, an act any of her sisters would likely see through. Despite all this, the princess also found herself intrigued with the challenge the opportunity set. She couldn’t decide what was sweeter, the prize or the game she’d be forced to play to attain it.<br><strong>Physical Description: </strong> Avelyn’s body is slender, showing only faint signs of fitness from her constant hunts. Her auburn hair is normally worn in a bob, cut from its once knee-reaching length into a more practical style suited for her hunts. Even her skin has been affected by the hunt, tanned slightly from its normally light complexion.<br><strong>Appearance:</strong><br>(http://i782.photobucket.com/albums/yy103/TrashyMe/fantasyprincessdark_zps1aaba496.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>IrishWolf</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 15:55:52</strong>
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				<strong>User</strong>: IrishWolf<br><strong>Character</strong>: Erwin von Ritter, Lion of the North <br><strong>Role</strong>: hero<br><strong>Age</strong>: 34<br><strong>Height</strong>: 6'1"<br><strong>Weight</strong>: 200 odd pounds<br><strong>Weapon(s)</strong>: Lance, longsword and horseman's pick<br><strong>Personality</strong>: Proud and charismatic, Erwin is leader of men in battle. Where his banner flies, warriors gather to follow him. It is his dedication to the Empire, which had carried him through the chaos of border raids, bandit hunts and pitched battle, as well as kept often very independent northern lords in line.&nbsp; <br><strong>Background</strong>: Erwin von Ritter, is the younger son of Duke Markus von Ritter and being not the Duke's heir, was send off as a young lad, to squire to a knight in the north. Upon winning his spurs and having no overlord, he became an Imperial Knight, one sworn to service of the Hallation Empire and remained in the north, with his friend Lothar, who had also just won his spurs. Together they hunted bandits, tracked barbarian raiders, quelled rebellions and the like, rising over the years, to command armies, with Erwin earning the title, Lion of the North and Lothar leading a company of two hundred knights and men at arms, as the Lion's personal bodyguard, the elite thrown in with the general himself, to turn the tide of battle.<br><strong>Physical Description</strong>: Fit and strong, from years welding weapons and carrying armor, Erwin is the model of a general. Strong of jaw and commanding eyes, he has been know to rally troops with a look and a few words. He rarely smiles, mostly when charging into combat at hte head of his bodyguard. Rich brown hair covers his crown and is allowed to grow five inches or so but is shaved clean from his face. Calluses and scars cover his hands but the rest of his body is unmarked.<br><strong>Appearance</strong>: (http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/anIrishlad/WhiteKnight_zps229a2e85.jpg)<br><br><br><strong>User</strong>: IrishWolf<br><strong>Character</strong>: Hildebrand Junker<br><strong>Role</strong>: User<br><strong>Age</strong>: 17<br><strong>Connection to Hero</strong>: Erwin 's squire<br><strong>Physical Description</strong>: Hildebrand&nbsp; is an athletic young man, strong from his training under Erwin to be a knight. His dark hair curls but is cut short, with bright blue eyes, filled with eagerness and wonder.<br><strong>Appearance</strong>: (http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/anIrishlad/Squire_zps3b163c67.jpg)<br><br><br><br><strong>User</strong>: IrishWolf<br><strong>Character</strong>: Lothar von Koertig<br><strong>Role</strong>: User<br><strong>Age</strong>: 32<br><strong>Connection to Hero</strong>: Commands Erwin's bodyguard<br><strong>Physical Description</strong>: Lothar is a large man, towering at six feet and four inches tall, with a heavily muscled body. His face is hard, set with lines and roughed from the weather. Stubble covers his cheeks, black as his neatly trimmed hair on his scalp.<br><strong>Appearance</strong>: (http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r94/anIrishlad/medieval-fighter_zpsa2228cb4.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Pentagious666</strong> on <strong>08-01-2013, 16:51:16</strong>
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				User: Pentagious666<br>Character: Kirxu Layrinth<br>Role: Hero<br>Age: 23<br>Height: 6'<br>Weight: 170<br>Weapon(s): Variety is the spice of life.&nbsp; Preference towards lighter one handed weapons and staves.&nbsp; His personal weapon of choice is a metallic dust that he uses magic to transform into a potent weapon.<br>Personality: Kir is fun loving and open, he loves to sing, dance, play, fight, anything that keeps him going.&nbsp; &nbsp;He is a magnetic and enthusiastic hero.<br>Background: Kirxu Layrinth was born to the noble Layrinth Concord.&nbsp; They are a circle of mystics.&nbsp; Keepers of ancient tomes and libraries of the runic arts.&nbsp; Many of the Concord sew these mystical symbols into their clothing so that they can enact rituals and rites wherever there are.&nbsp; Though all but the oldest Sages have only mastered two or three of these.&nbsp; Thus raised among the dust and the cobwebs the young Layrinth Noble became carefree and wild.&nbsp; He did not hold back, and it was found that he reacted best to magnetism and electricity both of which could be descriptive of his personality.&nbsp; While he does live happily he does not shirk his duty to defend his home.&nbsp; During the long bandit conflicts in the regions surrounding the Concord he fought to protect friend and family with guile and skill.&nbsp; This earned him much prestige as he was always around when the need for him was most dire.&nbsp; He was sent as the sole child of the concordant council head's son.&nbsp; He was almost not sent as his level headed father saw the impatience and mischief that still lay in his child.<br>While he has flirted with many women and wooed many others he has not once taken one to bed.&nbsp; His chastity is his one virtue he clings to as he waits to meet the woman that is supposed to spend her life with him.<br>Physical Description: Musclular and athletic in build Kir is often considered the epitome of grace and dexterity.&nbsp; He usually is at least mostly shaven but does allow himself to get scruffy.&nbsp; He prefers his hair messy, because it's going to get messy anyways.&nbsp; He will put it into order if he absolutely must.&nbsp; His skin is lightly tanned due to the almost equal parts spent inside and out.<br><br>Appearance: <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c5/Kir2.jpg)</div></div><br>User: Pentagious666<br>Character: Hanir Farleth<br>Role: User<br>Age: 40<br>Connection to Hero: Tracker and bodyguard&nbsp; He has been watching Kir since he was very young.&nbsp; As for why he is late, well that sleeping draft didn't help.&nbsp; He helped Kir train and learn.&nbsp; He wields a sharpening rune and a shield rune (think magic shield)<br>Physical Description: Older gentleman with a grey beard and tired face.&nbsp; He is still trim and fit, and able to fight.<br>Appearance: <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0a/Hanir.jpg)</div></div><br>User: Pentagious666<br>Character: Gowel Vapil<br>Role: User<br>Age: 23<br>Connection to Hero: Gowel has served Kir since they were both ten years old.&nbsp; He is loyal and stalwart always trying to help.&nbsp; He tends to be slightly clumsy though and thus his combat ability is reduced.&nbsp; He has a minor air rune at his disposal as well as a heat rune.&nbsp; He is a phenomenal cook.<br>Physical Description: messy blonde hair wreaths his face with mute eyes and slight features.<br>Appearance: <br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/95/Pippin-Took-pippin-took-9560384-443-580.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Asok</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 01:53:27</strong>
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				User: Asok <br>Character: Nohman Macion of Vrax<br>Role: Hero/ Prime Minister/Head Strategist of Vrax Nation<br>Age: 29<br>Height: 6’8”<br>Weight: 260 (What isn’t bone and muscle is his wonderful brain)<br>Weapon(s): While he is extremely fond of his Gauntlets due to their ability to guard against most weapons and allow use of his hands, he is efficient with Great Swords, Hammers, and Bow &amp; Arrow. Due to his large figure, high intellect, and brute strength, he analyzes and often simply intimidates opponents out of fighting. <br>Personality: Violent, but not without purpose, even if purpose is to watch pain take effect or life fade from his enemy’s/opponent’s eyes, cold-hearted, extremely intimidating, arrogant, highly intelligent, scheming, excellent strategist, enjoys watching others writhe in pain almost as much he likes watching others feeble attempts to cause him pain, but is caught off guard when someone actually does succeed in doing so, and is almost completely deaf to cries for mercy. However, he knows legal limits and follows them to a T. He is a High-Ranking person in Vrax, afterall.<br>Background: <br>A skull-crushingly strong warrior, Nohman often broke bones of enemies with his bare hands and brute force. Was a frontline infantryman for the nation of Vrax during their expansion into a neighboring nation that was known as Jyrune. He would often hold bets with allied soldiers on when and how they would die in battle.<br>Jyrune put up heavy resistance, with battles between the two nations leading to casualties of Vrax reaching an average of 400 per battle. In between these battles, Nohman would devise plans that any he presented them to would consider fantasy-caliber in possibility.<br>&nbsp;However, three days before a large scale battle between the two nations, Nohman heard rumor of a High-Ranking General commanding the army he was about to crush. He devised a strategy to slip past the primary forces of the Jyrune army, go straight for that general and force him to have his army surrender. Out of sheer luck, his plan was approved at the very last minute. <br>A direct order letter from the Prime Minister of Vrax arrived as Nohman was suiting up for battle, giving his plan the green light and providing a list of names for the best squad possible. Nohman picked three other soldiers to aid him and set out immediately. They snuck past or disabled every scouting squad Jyrune had sent, captured General Vaughn Sowenhortz, and had that sect of the Jyrune Military (over 15,000 soldiers strong) surrender before a drop of Vrax Blood could be spilt. This operation would come to be known as the “Bloodless Battle” by the Vrax Military, and garnered Nohman an extremely large amount of respect and status. From that point on, any strategy Nohman presented was immediately put into action. Out of the 20 operations that Nohman headed, only 2 failed, and all the others saw a ferocious example of Nohman’s love for causing pain and instilling fear in the enemy. <br>Nohman often made sport Jyrune soldiers. One of his favorite past times became breaking both of their legs and one of their arms, allowing them 30 seconds to either pull themselves as far from the battle as possible, beg for mercy, or writhe in pain for his enjoyment before he stomped their skull into dust.<br>The final operation Nohman led was taking the completely surrounded Capitol of Jyrune by force. The King of Jyrune awaited the enemy soldiers in his chambers, planning on surrender. He had the misfortune of having Nohman be the one to meet him in his chambers. The pain and suffering King Jyrune endured at Nohman’s hands was so intense, it is scarcely detailed in extremely classified records of the Vrax Library. Alas, with a King broken and a military decimated, Jyrune had no choice but to submit to Vrax. <br>After the Expansion War of Jyrune, Nohman became advisor to the Prime Minister who had approved his initial strategy. As the Prime minister aged and was set to be replaced, the King of Vrax placed Nohman the position. However, the taste for battle never truly left him, as he would often join in Vrax tournaments and destroy the competition. He has since grown tired of the tournaments in his homeland and hungers for a truly worthy fight.<br><br>Physical Description: Extremely tall and muscular making him very strong but also slow in battle, many scars across his face, chest, and arms, darkish skin, grey eyes (at first glance they seem soulless and cold, but if examined further, a sadistic fire can be seen deep inside), short white hair.<br>Appearance: (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xxb_XGSIPtc/TNYf7rJj_zI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NiO-8uKFAzk/s320/craig+marduk.jpg)<br><br>NPC1: Joeseph Eidsvick<br>Role: Advisor to Nohman<br>Age: 40<br>Height: 6’0”<br>Weight: 290<br>Description: Short (for a Vraxian) and pudgy, longish brown hair and green eyes. Usually is very well dressed. Acts as both Advisor and (under orders of King Namaco Vrax VI) a leash to Nohman.<br>Appearance: (http://www.anime-planet.com/images/characters/emperor_samurai_7_16854.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Next Emperor Character Thread</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>ArtemisHighmore</strong> on <strong>09-01-2013, 08:34:33</strong>
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				User: ArtemisHighmore<br>Character: Gavin Tyro of Greyhawk<br>Role: Hero/ Duke of Greyhawk<br>Age: 28<br>Height: 6’5”<br>Weight: 200<br>Weapon(s): Gavin is skilled with the long sword as well as the bow.<br>Personality: Used to hardship and warfare, jaded from the loss of friends and family over the years.<br><br>Background: Gavin was born to the Duke of Greyhawk, a small castle at the very edge of the empire. From the beginning he was taught that they stood alone, the Emperor having little care for them other than the trade that they managed to bring over the Storm Sea. Like his older brothers, he was practically born with a sword in his hand, taught to fight not long after he could walk. Training was ruthless and everything else, including lessons, was considered secondary to the training.<br><br>His constant training would be put to the test early on when The Iron Men, a band of savage, seafaring people, launched a raid into Greyhawk’s farming hamlets. Gavin had ridden out beside his brothers, searching the area for the wild men. They were ambushed at dusk and a bloody, savage battle ensued that left his oldest brother and half their force dead upon the field but they managed to drive back The Iron Men. Having barely survived himself, Gavin devoted himself even more to training, stopping only to eat and sleep.<br><br>The Iron Men, having licked their wounds and gathered their forces, launched a raid upon the Castle of Greyhawk itself. A request for forces was sent to the Emperor but no response was ever received, though several of the smaller kingdoms did lend their banners. The ensuing war was hard fought and claimed more than Gavin had ever been willing to give. With the loss of his father and older brother, Gavin was suddenly elevated to position of Duke at the age of twenty four. Even in the wake of victory, the seeds of resentment were planted in his hear, his eyes ever turned westward towards that distance figure how called himself their Emperor.<br><br>Four years later, Gavin has reestablished Greyhawk as the stalwart defender of the east that it had once been. Several times he had entertained the idea of rallying some of the outlying kingdoms and attempting a revolt but his mother, ever his advisor, was quick to pull the curtain upon such ideas, not wanting to see her death of her youngest before her mortal coil expired. When the invitation of the Royal Tournament arrived, Gavin had been tempted to cast it to the sea in disgust. His mother was quicker, explaining the possibilities should he achieve victory, the ability to reach his goals. Leaving his mother to rule in his stead, Gavin has set out upon the long journey that will take him to the very center of the Empire and face to face with the man that had betrayed his trust.<br><br>Physical Description: Gavin has a weathered roughness about him that is the product of his homeland, a windswept, harsh place on the edge of the cold Storm Sea. He keeps his hair curly and wild, his concern having never really been for his appearance but more his ability with the sword.<br><br>Appearance: See Wiki (http://elliquiy.com/wiki/File:Duke_Gavin.jpeg)
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