List of Positions:
King [One spot - Open]:
Queen [One spot - Open]:
Prince [Three at most - two open]:
Eomer [Yoh_Basakura]
Princess [Three at most - all open]:
Head Mage [One spot - full]:
Lady Maylene Ahed [DarkShadowFox]
Mages [Ten spots - all open]:
Head Templar Knight [One spot - full]:
Sir Rakene Makabe [Rakene]
Knight of the Templar [Six spots - two open]:
-Lord Pride [X_Pride_X]
-Lord Hikiro Itachi [Hikiro Itachi]
Masamune Date [Yuri Kamanosuke]
Lion, Lord of the Horse. [Angelwarriorathri]
Secondary Knight [undecided limit - all open]:
Head Ranger [One spot - full]:
Sir Faeren [T.K.]
Rangers [Six - one full]:
Lance Arinon [Li Katsuya]
Secondary Rangers [undecided limit - all open]:
Head Sword-maiden [One spot - full]: Lady Nakia [Grey_Hunter]
Sword-Maidens [Six spots - one full]:
Berin [Merelii Toluth]
Secondary Sword-maidens [undecided limit - all open]:
Squires [One per Knight - all open]:
[There is the option of being an unclaimed squire. Also, if you wish to be a squire to a certain Knight, you must ask them.]
Female squires [One per Knight - all open]:
[There is the option of being an unclaimed female squire. Also, if you wish to be a squire to a certain Knight, you must ask them.]
Villagers and Castle staff [Unlimited within reason.]:
Titles: (if you want one of the below ask for it in your Pm or make up your own if you wish)
Master of the Free Companies : Rakene
Commander of the Northern Marches : Hikiro Itachi
Keeper of the Tower (reserved)
Defender of the Western Territories
General of the Southern Region
Marshal of the Eastern Front:
Leader of the 10th Battalion: Lion, Lord of the Horse. [Angelwarriorathri]
Guardian of the Lady of the Lake
Black Knight/Shinobi of Akatsuki: X_Pride_X
Defender of the Deserted Tundra: Sir Faeren [T.K.]
Lady of The Lake : DarkShadowFox
Character Profles:
To join, Please PM me [Midnight Syn] the following:
Username:
Name:
Age:
Position:
Title: [For the Knights of Templar that wish to command a Company]
Skills/Magic [For Mages mostly]:
Appearance: [Please don't just say 'Avatar'. A nice, detailed describtion would be nice.]
Personality: [Try and make your character well-rounded. Also, stick to what your personality is]
History: [Just give a basic idea of you characters past. Doesn't have to be too long but make sure it isn't just a few vague lines.]
Sample post: [This will not posted but an idea of how you role-play is necessary. We are looking for more literate members. Don't make it too long but no one-liners. I must get a good idea of how you role-play.]
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User name: Rakene
Name: Sir Rakene Makabe
Age: 20
Position: Head Knight
Title: Master of the Free companies
Skills: none
Appearance: Shoulder length black hair, He wears silver plate mail armour, often with large shoulder pads, a long bow is slung over his left shoulder along with a number of arrows, his Great sword (AEsahaettr) is sheathed at his left side which bears unfamiliar markings (much like Narsil).He also carries a knife at his belt (on the right). He sometimes wears a cloak on his back, when he does this his bow is held in a sling just underneath and his arrows protrude from a gap at the top for easy access. His shoulders look broad in his sometimes large armour, although not as hugely built as some knights he is wry, tough and resilent. His body is toned from years of training with the sword. His shiny armour is always in the best condition although bears some battle damage from the old campaigns. Emblazed on a white piece of cloth on top of the armour is the red crusade cross of the templar knights.
Personality: Friendly and always kind to others although sometimes quiet and keeps to himself but when it comes to battle he has the heart of a lion and will fight to the bitter end for what he believes is right. He has been described as simple although some people take this to mean he is stupid which in fact is not the case. He is always sharp and never misses a thing.
History: He fought in the original battles and gained much respect from the King and his men, they will follow him to the bitter end, he made good friends with all of the other knights and many of the rangers and swords-maiden and trusts them to fight well with him, he would give his life to save them and knows they would do the same for him. The King thinks of him as his own son and treats him as if he was in some ways wishing he was his son.
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User name: Grey_Hunter
Name: Nakia
Age: 18
Position: Head Sword-maiden
Skills:
Appearance: Her hair is dark Auburn red and falls to just brush her shoulders, more often pulled back then not. Her eyes are a stormy dark blue that look almost purple most of the time. Her body is lean and powerful due to years of training. Because of her delicate features and naturally slender body, she if often mistake for being weak.
She is most often clad in dark colors, not much into the lighter female ones. She wears the Ranger leather armor because she finds the heavy knight armor a hassle. On the upper left part, over her hair, is the symbol of serving the king.
For her weapons, a bow and quiver of arrows are strapped to her back which are easy to grab. Hanging on the left side of her belt is her sword, specially made for her height and weight. On the right of her belt is a dagger which was also a specially made one for her alone.
Around her neck hangs a pendant which has the symbol of her family and her stone on it. It is never taken off for any reason for it is a reminder of why she had become a warrior.
Personality: She’s a very friendly and polite person but takes her role as Head Sword-maiden seriously. In a dangerous situation, she can always remain calm, being able to take command of it and make the best of it.
Although she is mostly friendly, she does have a temper even though it is not easily invoked by anyone. One of the few things that can is someone treating her or one of the fellow female fighters like they were nothing. Even when angry, she can still keep her head and not let it affect her.
History: She was the only daughter of one of the more powerful and respected Noble families that had served the King for generations. When the land was invaded first, her family was among the first to be sent out to the battle lines with the king.
This resulted in he father and brothers being killed, her mother’s grief too much so she faded away. Now parentless, she was taken in by the closest of her relatives to her. She vowed at that young age she would find a way to avenge her family. When the King announced the new law, that woman could fight, she vowed to fight and protect Hemyock with her life as the rest of her family had before her.
Years of training hard paid off quickly, her becoming the Head sword-Maiden at a young age and now is one of the few respected female warriors, her skill and ability to match most of the men gaining her that.
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User name: DarkShadowFox
Name: Maylene Ahed
Age: 19
Position: Head Mage
Skills: Can wield the power of the shadows, and use them for either good or evil as long as she doesnt forget her goals.
Dark Saber: Her blade the "twin blade" grows in size and glows bright black surging with energy that nearly always slaughters the enermy.
Shadow Double: She becomes enveloped in a shadow cloud that when lifts leaves several of herself behind, each ready for combat and with the same ability.
Shadow Shield: When she clicks her fingers she can produce a shadow shield that can protect her from most attacks.
Shadow Clouds: When she clicks her fingers she can produce a shadow cloud that can be used for many purposes, cover, protection, a seat, a retrever....and much more, anything can happen.
Dark Form: When her anger levels grow she transforms from her more "helpless" form to a angelic/demonish creature, with thick black feathered wings and horns coming forth from her head, her hair grows and falls down her back. Her weapon changes to a clawed blade, thin and sharp, hitting its mark.
Familar: A cat called NightShade, his fur thick, and black as the darkest night, yet he has a white spot in the shape of a five pointed star and perfect in every respect upon his forehead. His eyes bright and large, yellowish in colour, his purr soft and welcoming, yet his hiss is large and menacing. He's more than just a pet, he has assited her in battles ever since she found him, being slightly larger than most cats he makes a useful "side-kick" and partner.
Appearance: A young girl, with a strong fighting spirit, her heart is of the purest kind, eventhough she mastered the shadow arts she never forgot of the light, but instead aimed to wield the power of both. Her ambitious nature has enabled her to survive many fights and waars that have crossed her path, including that of her home town (see bio). Her clothes have become worn and coated with a fine layer of dust from her travels, she bares the mark of the "dragon people" on her arm, which winds up her strong right arm to her shirt sleve, the red and black materal fraying slightly, yet strong in appearance. She wears it with the top button open, reveling a shining pendant in the shape of a dragon, her neck delicate and slender, her shoulders some what rounded, yet thick with muscels from carrying heavy equipment from place to place. Her figure slim, yet firm, not that of a weakling, leading to a long pair of legs covered in thick black trousers, with a slight red detail, her knees worn slightly, yet not yet in the form of holes, her shoes more of boots, and heavy wearing, sturdy and easy to run in. Her hair is short, yet has no trouble blowing in the breeze and flickering softly across her face and touching her eyes, her eyes shine as bright as the stars, blue as tinted diamonds and just as clear. Usually the show more of her feelings than her body does, and have given her away in the past. She does try not to lie anyway, unless its a matter of life and death. The principle of honour is one she hholds dear. Her blade is hitched up on her back in a leather hold.
Personality: She is often cold, and feels as if she has something that makes her smewhat more important than some people, even though this happens subconciously at most times. She follows her heart, and through her cold nature will follow her code of honor, yet she will extend a helping hand when needed.
History: In accordance to her villages traditions she left at the age of nine to the forest of Shallom (prononced: Shall-hom) to seek out a familar to train and grow with, after months of proving herself to the tree people and cratures of the forest by completing varies tasks she was rewarded with the creature known as "NightShade" a larger than life cat, with amazing fighting skills.
She returned to her home at the edge of the forest and bore the most excited smiled she could have ever wished to have shown, yet as she looked at her city, she could sense something wrong, the air stale, and smelt of burning wood, the threat of fire looming, her heart beating faster than ever, and with the distinct smell of blood in the air she ventured forth into the village, drawing her blade from its resting pouch on her back, and her new familar close behind the started to run. She ran until she saw some of the villagers, running and screaming, crying and shouting "run. run for your life." Scared she took a step back and looked edgily sidewards noticing a creature of emense build, breathing fire, it was coming closer to the unarmed villagers, out of instinct she jumped before it, holding her blade strongly infront of her, her eyes glaring at the beast, her intent was obvious, the creature stood up fully on its hind legs, shadowing her completly, yet she didnt move. She heard a women behind her, her mother, screaming and souting "NO shadow, leave us, save yourself, go to Estarian" (prononced: Est-tar-ian) ignoring her she held her blade more menicingly, she could not leave, would not leave, her heart thumping swiftly in her chest, her mind focusing, and her familar ready for battle beside her, claws drawn, and teeth bared. She shouted, in a strong voice "Leave us be" the creature replyed by sending fire either side of her in warning, so once again she shouted, her tone full of building emotion, "LEAVE US BE!!!" The creature fell back to its four legs and charged for her, knocking her over, her familar jumping at its neck and clinging to it, struggling to hold on to its scale like skin. She retailiated while it was distracted and stabbed its leg, causing a deep woind, and a large spray of blood to coat her and the building behind her. SHe withdrew her blade and stabbed the creture again, higher this time, more blood pouring from it, the creature turned around, knocking her over with its tail, she landed strangly on her wrist, and immidiatly reconised it was broke. SHe let out a scream of pain before flinging her self forward and stabbing her blade as hard as she could into its chest, piercing its warm tender heart, she stood there for a few moments untill the creature fell to the ground and snapped her blade with a crisp "snap", she tossed aside the now worthless blade and tunred to her mother, smiling. She recalls her mothers reaction all to well "you stupid child....you could have been kill....dont you dare disobey me again!! EVER!!!!"
But she did, many times in fact as she grew up, firstly her mother forbid her joining the dragon brigade when she was 12, but she did, her arm tatooed with their mark. She was told never to get a new weapon as it wasnt "lady-like" yet she travel to the valley of Besaid (prononced: Be-say-ed) and paid for the finest weapon they had, made of indestructable Kyton (prononced: Cry-ton) before traveling home with NightShade. She trained hard for many years, finally being old enough to actually travel with the Dragon Brigade (15), but on one of their adventures to the river of the lost souls they heard news that a village, just north of their location, now lay in ruins, scared that it sounded too much of their own they hurried home, wearing the horses out and having to continue on foot, when they arrived their village did indeed lie in ruins, burnt and desolote of all life. They search for survivers until a creature they had named "dragon" appeared and threated them to leave, when they wouldnt the beast attacked them, after being hit in the head she fell unconscious, certain of her own death she lay there for hours, until awaking, the air smelt dead, and when she looked around that was the only word to describe it, she wasnt home anymore, but in some unreconisable land, full of trees and a small crystal lake, her familar stood beside her and licked her. Her adventure begun here.
She traveled from the place she was abandoned, and two years after starting her search home she had gained the reputation of a skilled mercenary, and was feared in certain areas, unsure of what to expect she continued on, never stopping in one place to long, until now, when she stummbled across a place that was "different", and that is where she is today!!
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User name:X_Pride_X
Name: Lord Pride/ Sir Pride
Age: 20
Position: Templar Knight
Title:
Skills:
Appearance: Pride has Black spiky, gravity defying hair and piercing red eyes. Usually wears a loose comfrtable GI(ninja clothes). For armor Pride wears something like this: [pic to be added later] Pride wields a gigantic sword a little shorter than his height. His sword Akatsuki is also pure black with streaks of red made from parts of obsidian and metal mixed together by magic. Strong and handsome Pride is a formidable opponent.
History: Pride came from a land far from Hemylock. The land called Konoha where shinobis and samurai ruled. There he was an apprentice of many great samurai and shinobi from his clan akatsuki. He was treated as an young prince because he was soon to be an heir of the clan when he came out of age. But Pride had one flaw. He lusted for power and strength and set out to learn new skills. He took his families most cursed weapon where great power emanted from. The black sword akatsuki where souls of dark knights and demons were sealed. Pride became a black knight learning skills of darkness. The only thing that prevented him from going insane with darkness was his strong sense of justice and good. When Pride arrived at Hemylock he enlisted for a position as a templar to learn skills as a knight.
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User name: [T.K.]
Name: Faeren
Age: 19
Position: Head Ranger
Title: Defender of the Deserted Tundra
Skills: Ninjutsu
Appearance: Has light blue hair that's length is to about mid-neck, He wears black armour that has some unique symbols on the chest that match the symbols on his black and silver armlets. He wears a belt, on which is a small pouch of shurikan and one dagger. Two straps that start on each side of the front part of his belt hang at his sides and reconnect to the back part of his belt. He also has a mithril sword strapped to his side as well as a black-bladed spear with the imprint of a silver dragon strapped to his back. He has a slightly thin frame, his body has a small muscular tint to it. Three small scars on on the bottonm of his right cheek, that looks like it was caused from a lion's claws.
Personality: He has a mysterious personality. He tend to stay to himself and not get involved with anyone, for the fear that empotions would only hold him back. When in battle, his eyes glint with the thrill of battle. He is an honorable fighter, though many who do not know him think of him as a traitorous, merciless theif due to the rumours of a part from his past, when he killed someone without mercy as they ran away from a battle when he had just started out as a ranger.
History: Faeren was taken in by a ranger when his home village was raided and burnt to the ground and everyone that he knew and held close died. He learned the ways of the ranger and that of the templar knights, and vowed allegiance when he came of age.
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User name: Yoh_Basakura
Name: Eomer
Age: 17
Position: Prince
Title:
Skills: None
Appearance: He has long white hair going down too the middle of his back.Blue eye's. He would normally wear his robes around the castle. When in battle he would have on his royal armour and a sword.
Personality: he is a good person too meet. seriouse fighter when in battle. Is a quick learner and always wants too learn and try new things.
History: Eomer was the first prince in the family.His farther said he would be trained in swordsmanship by new knight called rakene makabe. Now he waits for the Knight too come too Hemyock Castle. So far he has been a promiseing student he knows when too bow too someone. At the age of 16 his farther gave too him the finess sword in the Hemyock. Eomer had Trouble lifting it because it was a heavy sword but he got the hang of it in time.
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Name: Yuri Kamanosuke
Character Name: Masamune Date
Age: 21
Position: Knight Of The Templar
Title:
Skills: None
Appearance: He's about 5"4 , with Blonde hair that go's down to his shoulders, he's not very muscular but looks can be decieving. He carries 1 wooden sword around with him, that in his hands is a deadly weapon. As well as a small polearm, ex:Lance,Spear,Halbierd
History: [Is current;y being worked on]
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User name: Angelwarriorathri
Name: Lion, Lord of the Horse (that's my name in something else. any other time
Position: templar knight
Title: Leader of the 10th Battalion
Skills: great horse rider (heed name) spear wielder
Apperarence: Long silver hair that is tied back and always has either a sword or a spear with him. Wields a spear or halbred in most battles, but if he needs to, he'll use a sword. He also has one or two boot daggers in his boots and a short bow and a quiver of arrows whenever he goes to battle. His full plate mail is unusually light, and is worn at all times except at formal meetings and in bed. On the full plate mail, and green cloak is attached bearing the picture of a hawk, his familys' sigil. Then, he is wearing studded leather armour.
Personality: A very nice guy, but he can lose his temper quite easily than most people. Always looks to the brighter side and says that the glass is half full. A strategist of a sort, he is very skilled in the art of war.
History: He came form a from a family of knights and went through his training faster than all of his ancestors. When he became a knight, his father gave him Shadow, a dapple gray steed. Ever since then, he's been on the road as a knight-for-hire, looking for a master to take him in.
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Username: Hikiro Itachi
Name: Lord Hikiro Itachi
Age: 21
Position: Knight of Templar
Title: [Must find a new one]
Skills/Magic: None
Appearance: Wears Headband, zorro Mask, Dark Pants, Shirt, Gloves, boots and cape is 5'9 and weighs 127lbs
Personality: Short Tempered and very adventures Hikiro Itachi is always eager to go on adventures
History: Hikiro was bullied as a long child by his school mates at the age of 11 Hikiro started fighting for himself.
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Username: Li Katsuya
Name: Lance Arinon
Age: 23
Position: Ranger
Title:
Appearance: A handsome young with unruly dirty blonde hair covering his blue eyes, a badanna cover his fore head, a small pendant around his neck, a sleevless brown somewhat snug brown shirt covers his chest along with an open green vest, a black belt holds up his green pants, from which his sword hangs loosely, a pair of mid calf belted black boots cover his feet, his quiver and bow are usually found slung over his shoulder.
Personality: An open minded, somewhat immature man, he is stubborn as a mule and very loyal to his friends, has a tendency to speak his mind and joke a bit too freely, but he does get serious when the need arises.
History: Only a boy when the war broke out, he idealized his father a knight in the army that was until the day his father came back from battle without his right leg, devastated by the loss his father had endured he swore to become a good soldier like his father was. Though originally he intended to be a knight, Lance found he had more talent with the bow, at the age of twenty-one he finally achieved the rank of ranger. He is respected by his soldiers who say he is not only a leader but fellow warrior and good friend.
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Username: Merelii Toluth
Name: Berin
Age: 27
Position: Sword-maiden
Skills: Sword-ship, hand to hand combat.
Appearance: Berin Has dark brown hair she keeps up in a pony tail almost all the time. Vivid icy blue eyes never rest on anything long. She hears a leather headband around her forehead, and has a long thin scar accross her left eye. she wears simple clothes, in browns, blues and greens, the short coat she has is green, edged with grey and embordry of vines, its rather beat up, and is her favorite coat. her shirt is a cream, and s always unlaces a little, though not flauntingly, she doesn't like anything near her throat. she wears brown breeches, and black boots, all of wich are a little worn. Her skin tone is a little tanned, but not dark.
Personality: To put her personality in as little words as possible, would be to say she is a pain. She has her own ideas, and wants them heard, and isn't afriad to get in the way. She will follow orders, but not if they go against her morals, which the only thing that she is more loyal to is her Honor, which she would rather die than lose. She lives simply, puting the healt and lives of others before her own. Deep down,, she is a gentle and loveing person, but the walls she's put up around her deterrs many people.
History: Berin grew up on a farm not to far from the city. her family didn't want her to go, but stood behind her all the way. They are a main driving point for her to win the war, for thire sakes. She stuided hard, and became a sword-maiden, proud of her accomplishments, even though her post is looked down on.
[Note: The ages are going to be bumped up. We want it to be as realistic as possible and 15/16 year old Knights just isn't.]
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