Valkyrie Profile: Thrud (RP-Open-Accepting)

[Lord Ve]

The Time of Ragnarök is near and so Odin has chosen Thrud (his granddaughter through Thor) (played by Lady Shoujo 'LS') to descend unto the world of mortals (known as Midgard) to choose heroes worthy of becoming einherjar...

Rules:

1.no mary sues
2.no godmodding
3.keep it pg-13
4.Play fair
5.No Cybering, romance please, but let's keep it PG-13 and the romance is not the plot but a subplot remember that people!
6.pm Lord Ve the profile
7.Post length: At least a couple strong sentences so others have something to work off of.
8. No cloning an actual VP Character
9. No pointless posts, I delete them on principle, you have a question PM Emperor Bahamut, Lady Shoujo, Sumthin or Lord Ve got that?
10.Literacy: no chat/l33t speak or txt talk, and spelling/grammar to the best of your ability. Quotes for actions and all that as well.
11: Post often enough at the very least cause if not then nobody's too sure of what's going on afterwards
12: Stupidity gives me permission to kill your character off capiche? (well to make them even 'deader')
13: No taking gods as your characters
14: I can change the rules as I like it (in connection to this is the 'unspoken' rule that what I say goes)
15: No taking up a character who is like VP characters, stereotypes sure but copy-paste? Not on your life...

Character Sheet:

Username:
Character name: (if you need help just PM me okay?)
Gender:
Age:
Race: (only Norse/VP races permitted (minus dwarves & Elves) (only 1 Half-Elf permitted)
Birthplace: (Where in Midgard (VP version)
Appearance: (what you look like)
Affiliation: (Birthplace and race don't decide your affiliations) (Also think; is your character loyal to Hel, Loki or Odin or whichever big dude you want it to be)
Social Ranking: (guess)
Class: (Think, Magic-User (yes Necromancy is a crime and automatically makes you a villain), Warrior, Archer and such)
Personality: (No pre-existing ones, seriously I don't want any cause they create headaches and EVERYONE who ever uses a character likes this ALWAYS ends up either GODMODDING or MARY-SUEING so for the love of the Force don't do it and check Rule #1&15 before making a character)
Flaw: (Personality flaws, I want at least one big one and two minor ones)
Bio: (No 'Ze gods, Odin is ze bad gy' bs, in here he is benelovent so just bear with me)
Main Weapon: (think a little okay? And only one major weapon is permitted)
Main Skill: (Doesn't have to be fighting)
Other: (guess what this means)

[Lord Ve]

Affiliations:

Aesir:

Allfather Odin (Lord of all of Creation) (Knights who say nii 'Knights')

Queen Freya (Odin's Wife & Queen) (hobbyless)

Valkyrie Thrud (Granddaughter of Odin) (Lady Shoujo)

Valkyrie Herja (the Niece)

Valkyrie Reginleif (Tenno-sama)


Einherjar:

Darin Fallon of Crell Monferaigne (Tenno-sama)

Rolanda Bensen of Lassen (hobbyless)

Kay of Gerabellum (Lord Ve 'LV')


Jotun:

Loki (Storr)

Hel (Lady Shoujo)

Fenrir (Lord Ve)

[Lady Shoujo]

Username: Lady Shoujo (LS)
Character name: Thrud
Gender: female
Age: ???? (she's a Goddess)
Race: Valkyrie
Birthplace: Asgard
Appearance: dressed in the normal (red variation) Valkyrie (VP) armor, with ponytailed brown hair
Affiliation: Aesir
Social Ranking: 6th class goddess
Class: Twin Swords/Magic user (uses one long sword in each hand)
Personality: Flirty, perverted, vain and playful is this young daughter of Thor, she is mischievious and seems to classify everyone into one of two categories (both of which are based on physical looks) (Ugly & Good-looking) however she does possess a serious side that she only uses when she is judging the souls of the dead (or when it comes to politics), she is deeply loyal to her grandparents almost to the exclusion of all else (save for her Einherjar)
Flaw: Vindictive, Easily bored and impatient
Bio: Born to Thor and Sif, Thrud was quickly indoctrinated into the ways of the Valkryies and inherited her brains from her mother (or grandfather) (thank the Aesir)
But after having been sealed away by a mysterious Jotun, she has been found, released and re-armed by Odin to aid in the coming threat of Ragnarök...
Main Weapon: Twin Swords user
Main Skill: Combat & Collecting the souls of the dead...
Other: Warning! Is a HUGE boy chasing, vain flirt! Warning!

[Tenno-sama]

Username: Tenno-sama
Character name: Darin
Gender: male
Age: 16 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Crell Monferaigne
Appearance: strawberry blonde hair, 5'8 and usually wears full-plate silver armor (minus the helmet) and has green eyes
Affiliation: Grunt within the Crell military
Social Ranking: Commoner who has risen to nobility (thx to older brother)
Class: Warrior/Halberd user
Personality: Darin is reckless (a cover-up for his inner-phobia of death a.k.a cowardice), has self-confidence issues and has strived to please his family to the greatest of his abilities (which always seemed to never be good enough)
Flaw: Self-confidence issues, cowardly and is unable to do anything right
Bio: Darin comes from a family of four, with his oldest brother being the head of the 'Brotherhood of the CM Knights' (also known as the 'Knighthood') who also helped raise him, his second oldest brother is the King's personal bodyguard and his third oldest brother has managed to become a leading general in the military.
However ever since a young age, Darin has always fallen short in everything he has ever endeavered to the point that he was dishowned from the family because of his 'incompetence' and is now a grunt. (His eldest brother had risen to nobility by sheer merit, merits that Darin failed to live up to)
Main Weapon: Halberd user
Main Skill: Horse back riding
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: Tenno-sama
Character name: Reginleif
Gender: female
Age: ????
Race: Valkyrie
Birthplace: (Where in Midgard (VP version)
Appearance: short blonde hair, green eyes and in red armor
Affiliation: Aesir
Social Ranking: (guess)
Class: Archer
Personality: Reginleif is polite, kindly and rather obsessed with fashion, gossip and pranks but she does have her serious side which will serve the leaders of the gods unquestionably.
Flaw: Can be a tad bit too tactful, is a bit too professional with Midgard and tries a bit too hard to see the best in others
Bio: Normal Valkyrie bio, she is an average goddess who's one of the older Valkyries
Main Weapon: Bow and Arrows
Main Skill: Combat and Gossip
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: Tenno-sama
Character name: Rolf
Gender: male
Age: 19 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Artolia
Appearance: brown hair, dark eyes and dresses in mismatched black & brown armor
Affiliation: none
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: Hatchet
Personality: Rolf is quiet, weird and tends to be able to creep up on almost anybody, he also has the uncanny habit of saying corny things in a rather serious manner or of saying something nobody would expect from the monotone voiced boy
Flaw: Secretive, a bit clingy due to his easily depressed personality
Bio: Rolf was raised in a warrior family however he left the family when they hoped to arrange his marriage, becoming a nobody though was refreshing for him as he had frequently been bullied in his youth and now nobody could tell him what to do.
Main Skill: Combat & Sneaking around
Other: (guess what this means)

[Osiris-Isis]

Username: OI
Character name: Edda
Gender: female
Age: 24 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Vilnore
Appearance: average height, short black hair, dark eyes and a slim build, she tends to wear light armor and usually has two bladed tonfas one for each arm
Affiliation: None
Social Ranking: Commoner/Mercenary/Daughter of a slave/slut
Class: Martial Artist
Personality: Apathetic, self-centered the only thing she cares about is her next paycheck seeing as she wishes to scratch out an existance and doesn't much care about anything else
Flaw: Opportunistic, will do anything for a quick buck and blood-thirsty
Bio: Edda was born to a slave of a martial artist, and due to her being a rape-baby she never experienced a mother's love but in turn grew up hated by all save for the martial artist who saw her raw talent but hated all forms of weakness in others (he had only one other child but that other child and him didn't get along well seeing as that child was rather sickly).
Edda at 15 years old ran away and with only her hatred of the world pumping in her veins she joined Crell Monferaigne only for her to be betrayed by that side once they learned she was from Vilnore, from there she started serving just about anybody so long as she got paid and got to fight she didn't care about anything else, anything just to dull out the pain that her horrid life had caused her.
Main Weapon: Twin bladed tonfas
Main Skill: Jack of all trades (/martial arts)
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: OI
Character name: Kala
Gender: female
Age: 74 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Coriander
Appearance: a bit short, with a head full of white hair, a cane, orange eyes and rich blue robes of a mage
Affiliation: None
Social Ranking: Noble
Class: Magic-user
Personality: Kala is maternal, stubborn and loyal. Totally consumed with love for her family she wishes nothing more than to bring them back as they are all she has had for sixty years yet the objects of her affections both platonic and romantic have left her behind making her an extremely bitter person
Flaw: Obsessed with bringing back her family, bitter, short-tempered and uncaring about the divine laws she will stop at nothing to have her family back...
Bio: Kala was born in the village of Coriander where she would be sold into slavery by her parents at the age of 14 years old only for her to be rescued by a young Sorcerer's apprentice who took her in and started teaching her the magical arts after his master grudgingly gave his blessing.
Quickly enough she outstripped her 'teacher' yet gained a romantic interest in him and soon enough she seduced him after 6 years of studying under him (they lived in their master's tour in the region near Coriander) however she soon fell pregnant and the two were married.
Over the years she would prove capable in her various positions as a wife, sorceress, mother and partner however her husband would soon be killed by a mysterious travelling wizard whom had studied under the same master however in the end Kala was not there at the time but would soon find out.
Kala took over the tower after her master died of sickness and her children (she had had more than one) had moved away to become merchants and farmers and such and so she had grandchildren when she was in her forties and fifties but her children would perish along with many of her grandchildren leaving her with only two (2) grand-daughters both of which soon died to a mysterious disease that none of her knowledge in either herbology or magic could cure... Kala fell into darkness after that moment and started to seek out the forbidden secrets her now dead master and husband had ordered her never to study but she was beyond reasoning now as she grew obsessed with her family.
Soon enough a mysterious man approached her with the knowledge of certain secrets in Necromancy appeared and has begun to teach her a few 'tricks'...
Main Weapon: Healing magic
Main Skill: magic
Other: (guess what this means)

[knights who say nii]

Username: Knights who say nii 'Knight'
Character name: Prince Valius Dipan
Gender: female
Age: 18 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Dipan
Appearance: average height, blue-black hair, blue eyes and dresses in rich robes of office
Affiliation: None
Social Ranking: Royalty
Class: Unspecified
Personality: Weary, passive and has a serious dislike for his country, his throne and for everything in general as he wishes to be free to do as he pleases yet is denied that (Yet still loves his father with the entirety of his being
Flaw: Full of loathing and apathy towards the world, passive and generally tired of being pulled into political games
Bio: Since his birth, Valius has been nothing but a pawn in political games and has been denied all of his rights, his wife has been chosen for him, his clothing, his servants everything.
Although he somewhat disagrees with his father on many a topics he doesn't do anything as he doesn't care...
Main Weapon: Sword
Main Skill: intellectual arts
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: Knights who say nii 'Knights'
Character name: Taranis Greyshield
Gender: male
Age: 32 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Crell Monferaigne
Appearance: Tall, with long blonde hair, a small beard and brown eyes, he dresses up in a suit of armor which is topped by a cape
Affiliation: Knighthood
Social Ranking: General of the military
Class: 1st class
Personality: Loyal, passionate and more than a little proud of his country and upbringing as he has sworn himself to the service of the king and the nation which he loves more than anything else
Flaw: Blind-loyalty, intolerance towards insubordination/treason and a little arrogant
Bio: Since a young age he was raised to serve the King like his father and his father's father before him.
Taranis was raised and even married someone whom was chosen for him (he later fell in love with her) and lost his father all for his country and has raised his children with that principal in mind.
Main Weapon: Claymore
Main Skill: Military tactics/battle
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: Knights who say nii 'Knights'
Character name: Angantyr
Gender: male
Age: 27 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Vilnore
Appearance: Full dark armor, rather short brown hair, brown eyes and has an earring on his left ear
Affiliation: None
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: Fighter
Personality: Rude, obnoxious and a show-off Angantyr has little love for politics or nobles and absolutely no use for others (save for his fellow mercs) and is a great lover of battle and destruction
Flaw: Is a rageholic, is unable to keep up long-standing friendships and is something of a braggart
Bio: Angantyr was born illegitimately to the King of Vilnore (the older brother of the current king) but was thrown away along with his twin sister however they soon grew up on the streets with few friends yet loyal to said friends.
However his twin sister would later do something so unforgivable that Angantyr vowed to kill her; she sold him into slavery to pay for an audience with their uncle so that she could be promoted to the nobility and in return she would owe her eternal alliegance to said uncle.
Angantyr would be sold into some slave mines where he would escape after a year only to run off to Artolia where he joined the military only to quit and become a merc after his own men (he had been promoted rather quickly due to his talents) grew fearful of him and would seek to have him killed. Soon afterwards in his mercenary life he would meet with the rest of the group... (while never telling any of them about his past)
Main Weapon: Hand-and a half sword (b*****d sword)
Main Skill: Fighting
Other: Is a Berserker...

[hobbyless]

Username: hobbyless
Character name: Moria
Gender: female
Age: 22 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: Artolia
Appearance: tends to dress in mismatched light armor, short brown hair, black eyes, a bit tall
Affiliation: None
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: Short-sword user/thief
Personality: Friendly, arrogant and cheerful, this woman is something of an 'honorable thief/treasure hunter' (believes fiercely in honour among thieves) who hunts down treasures for mages and such people
Flaw: Thrill-seeker (extreme), gullible (when it comes to her employers) and has next to no knowledge of safety or controlling herself when it comes to a good challenge
Bio: Moria grew up in a loving family however they were poor from the start and so she left the family so that she would not trouble it (14 years old). She fell to treasure hunting and originally had a partner known as Luxia who died years ago (16 years old).
Main Weapon: Short sword
Main Skill: Sneaking around/thieving
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: hobbyless
Character name: Rolanda
Gender: female
Age: 32 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: Lassen
Appearance: dresses in a rich dress (and occasional pants) with her brown hair usually being tied in a bun, her eyes are also brown
Affiliation: Lassen nobility
Social Ranking: 1st class
Class: Archer
Personality: Sharp-tongued, often cruel and a bit bitter she is an alpha-female who accepts nothing less than perfection from those around her.
Flaw: Sharp-tongue and sarcastic she has a habit of driving away those she cares for
Bio: Rolanda was born to a noble family which was filled with naught but love however her mother soon fell ill and died when she was but 6 years old while her father left for a distant war leaving her older brother to take care of her when she was 10 years old.
The War worsened and Rolanda's brother and soon her first love also left for the war leaving her and her butler to fend for themselves, however she was soon engaged to someone else within 4 months (she was 14 years old) and within a short time (at fifteen) she became pregnant and gave birth to a baby boy.
In the next 10 years her husband would be drafted and she would be left with nobody but her faithful butler and son whom at 15 years old ran off to join the war only to die on the way or so Rolanda was told.
Filled with bitterness and loneliness she withdrew within herself and has become known as the harshest and most powerful woman within Lassen.
Main Weapon: Bow & Arrows
Main Skill: Womanly arts of the time period
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: hobbyless
Character name: Ishara
Gender: female
Age: 18 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: Gerabellum
Appearance: possessing beautiful white hair with red streaks, has orange eyes, Ishara is a beautiful young woman who dresses a bit richly in robes.
Affiliation: Mercenary group/Gerabellum nobility
Social Ranking: 1st class/3rd class
Class: Songstress/Magic-User
Personality: Ishara is sweet when she wants to be, but can be a bit fiery as she is deeply fond of people and wishes to be friends with everyone that she meets. She is also extremely timid and gullible as she is afraid of speaking to people, yet believes the best of them.
Flaw: Gullible, shy, dense and a bit self-sacrificing
Bio: Ishara was born to a noble family that was stripped of its nobility (save for her uncle) and was thrown into the streets where she would meet Kay, Alvara & Devon. However when Alvara & Devon left the city, Ishara was with Kay when he befriended her cousin Gallia whom would bring them to Ishara's uncle.
Her uncle would then take her into his own family and publically adopted her, at 12 years old though she would while in Artolia she would wander into a less than respectable part of town where Devon would come to her rescue, returning to her uncle was something she quickly did alongside her old friend.
It was also around this time that her main gift revealed itself; her ability to drive men into a berserker fury by singing or by making them fall for her thanks to her singing love songs. Desiring to protect her from the Gerabellum military, her uncle had Devon and Kay take her away to the other mercs so that she maybe hidden from the nobility and other greedy men.
Main Weapon: Songs & Magic
Main Skill: Songs & Ice Magic
Other: Can't cook, clean or any other domestic abilities.

[Emperor Bahamut]

Username: Emperor Bahamut
Character Name: Welsh
Gender: male
Age: 28 years old
Race: Human
Birthplace: Yamato Island
Appearance: ponytailed (in the female norse fashion) black hair, dark eyes and an over-all strong build, is 6'2 ft tall and dresses in dark pants and a blue shirt which is rather loose at the top
Affiliation: Leader of the Lazuli Pirates
Social Ranking: Captain of his own ship (illegally of course)
Class: Warrior
Personality: Welsh is a cool, calculating pirate and low-life who looks out for only one group of people; his crew of misadventurous pirates (more like Sea-Mercs whom fight for whomever pays them) however he is underneath it all a lonely man who seeks to live day to day without a thought to his dark, horrible past that has left him filled with self-loathing and hurt
Flaw: although he is rather even-tempered when enraged he becomes fiery, brooks no argument or disagreements with him as he is a rather alpha-male type guy and tends to keep to himself who manipulates others simply for his own agendas
Bio: Welsh once lived in a rather rich and beautiful home with his loving parents, so loving were they that his cousins, siblings and foster-siblings vowed to punish him for his 'crime' by paying some slavers to deport him off to across the ocean where he would then be transported to Lassen to be sold into slavery.
Welsh was sold to a rich merchant who quickly gained a liking for the intelligent fifteen year old boy and started depending on him until Welsh turned down the 'attentions' of his master who beat him then sold him to another man whom Welsh would kill with his bare hands, the young man was 17 years old at this point and ran off to Dipan where he joined the military and ended up on one of their ships as a labourer only to prove himself in battle (what no one knew was that he was the one who fed plans to a Vilnore spy in exchange for a Dipan noble to promote Welsh's position) then the young man took his ship and for the next three (3) years served the Dipan military only to end up along with his crew betraying the country and to become pirates when they weren't getting paid enough (another set-up on Welsh's part)
Main Weapon: Double-sided axe
Main Skill: Scheming
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: Emperor Bahamut
Character Name: Alvis
Gender: male
Age: 287 years old
Race: Dark Elf
Birthplace: Unknown
Appearance: completely black skin, short white hair with a small braid with a small dagger shaped trinket wrapped into it, red eyes and an over-all average slim/muscled elven build, is 5'11 ft tall and dresses in green clothes reminiscient of the elves and a the usual green pants
Affiliation: None
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: Warrior
Personality: Alvis is serious, no-nonsense (save when he's teasing somebody in a manner similar to Tori (Cardcaptor Sakura) and tends to be a bit reckless when the time calls for it.
Flaw: a bit bloodthirsty, arrogant, nagging, a 'do as I say not as I do' kind of guy, brooding and a reluctant chick-mangnet who dislikes most females
Bio: Alvis was born as a Dark Elf however he was different as he was taken in by an elf whom had a human lover and whom felt pity for the boy who was abandoned to the elves to die, by his fellow dark elves.
Alvis was raised like an elf even though he was a long-standing social-outcast as well as an inept archer and a bit more aggressive than the other elves his age, however this all worsened when his adoptive mother fell pregnant with her secret lover's child (her secret lover as previously stated was a human) and so she would give birth however the other Elves had had enough of her defiance and forced her to choose; either she throws away Alvis (whom was aggressively protecting her) or she throws away her baby. Alvis made the choice for her and fled from the Forest of Spirits and journeyed out into the human world where he would become a merc to survive.
Main Weapon: Zweihander
Main Skill: Elven Knowledge & Combat
Other: (guess what this means)

[Storr]

(Guess what guys... iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'mmmmmmmmmmmm baaaaaaaaaaaccccckkkkkk to my villainous ways and am ready to RUUUUUMMMMBBBBBBBLLLEEEE!!!! (yes lv has tasked me with coming up with the main villains of this plot)
Username: Storr
Character name: ??????
Gender: male
Age: ????
Race: Human?
Birthplace: ????
Appearance: Dresses in a large thick white cloak, with a hood that hides almost his entire face wich is hidden by a large mask of a bear
Affiliation: ????
Social Ranking: nobility
Class: Magic-User
Personality: A manipulative mystery man whos intents are unclear and his methods ruthless, nobody knows who he is or wat his name is but wat is clear is that he takes pleasure in the pain and suffering of others and that he is one of the most powerful individuals in Midgard.
Flaw: doesnt bother to hide from the gods, A bit 2 secretive and is perhaps a bit 2 snobby
Bio: Unclear
Main Weapon: Magic
Main Skill: Magic, knowing things he shouldnt and Necromancy
Other: Is a villain

Username: Storr
Character name: Mizuki-Ojiisan (real name; Chinatsu)
Gender: male
Age: 62 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: Yamato
Appearance: white haired, white bearded and tall at 6'4, usualy dresses in a black kimono with the kanji for 'courage' stamped on its back and has a cane event though he doesnt need it
Affiliation: Leader of the Hanzo group
Social Ranking: noble
Class: sword-fighter (sortave)
Personality: Playful, benelovent and paternal, this man is the most loved as wel as mocked man in the town he lives in, he came to the village 15 years before to retire from his tiresome career but has never told anyone so everyone thinks hes a bit deranged due to his antics such as chasing women, drinking a lot and generally having a good time
Flaw: Short-tempered, can hold a grudge and is overall 1 of the most ruthless shinobi who ever lived
Bio: Chinatsu was once the greatest ninja who ever lived, this man was raised by his mother and aunts (father was dead) as though he were a female ninja (kunoichi) and as such grew up learning indirect ways of killing people.
But at 15 years old he infiltrated his 1st militia and soon the lord there started teaching him how to fight (he had gained the lord's favour by saving his granddaughter), 2 years later Chinatsu slew the lord and his family only to move onto the next target and to start honing his skills alongside various masters of combat.
But his greatests successes came from his indirect assassination and soon he became renown among ninjas as the 'God of Death's messenger' due to his abilities, but when he was 28 years old he took command of the Hanzo group and served the lord of that region and his fellow shinobi so diligently that when he wished to retire at 39 years old (he had already trained his successor) he was refused (sent a letter everyday, al of which were burnt).
But then 1 day wen he was 40 years old he infiltrated a village where he would become known as a legendary doctor who protects his patients (they had snuck in a real doctor to help do the serious work while Chinatsu would take the credit), soon the by then middle-aged man felt fairly certain he could settle down and even started to fal in love with the people of that region, then he was ordered to aid in a slaughter (he was now 47 years old) so he did.
But he along with 1 child disappeared without a trace, 15 years later he has adopted a few children and has even become something of a joke to the town.
Main Weapon: Kodachi (held in a reverse position, think Galen Marek of FU)
Main Skill: killing
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: Storr
Character name: Devon
Gender: male
Age: 21 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: Gerabellum
Appearance: ponytailed black hair, silver eyes and dresses in white armor
Affiliation: Mercenary
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: Spear fighter
Personality: Cruel, cold, short-tempered and a regular Sali Tayi type guy whos hatred for most people goes perhaps a bit 2 deep, however he has a soft spot for kids, Ishara and the rest of the merc group. He is in love with Ishara, another member of the mercenary group.
Flaw: Can be callous, has a deep and abiding hatred for both law-enforcement & bandits, look at his personality for al his flaws
Bio: Devon grew up on the streets of Gerabellum where he quickly got used to living with nothing save his friends; Kay, Alvara and a little girl called Ishara however once he was taken to another city he was abandoned by his only protector; Alvara.
Devon never forgave or forgot the abandonment but was found by an orphanage which took him in for awhile only for him to go and become a soldier then to leave the military due to his lack of loyalty to the country of Artolia, it was during this time when he was 15 that he save a girl of 12 years old whom he had not seen since he was a little boy on the streets of Gerabellum; Ishara.
During his travels he met up with the others only to save Ishara and realise just how much they had both changed emotionally so he took her under his wing and started teaching her how to fight while slowly realising the depths of his own feelings towards her.
Main Weapon: Spear user
Main Skill: Battle
Other: (guess what this means)

[the Niece]

Username: the Niece
Name: Kayla (alias she has taken up; Valkun)
Gender: female
Age: 17 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: some farm in the Artolia area
Appearance: short blonde hair, dark eyes and a bit petite as she also dresses in heavy armor
Affiliation: Knighthood of Artolia
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: spear user
Personality: Intelligent, brave and gullible she is a hero to Artolia and can hold a grudge as she despises Crell Monferaigne with a passion, the same passion which loves her home country
Flaw: Short-tempered, reckless and gullible she believes that her kinsmen would never do her wrong
Bio: Born a farm girl, she was raised to help with the farming until a wandering warrior came by and started teaching her how to fight, soon enough she ran off to help her country unknowing of the mystery figure's true intentions for teaching her.
Soon enough as a fifteen year old she rose in the ranks swiftly (she was disguised as a boy) and she soon gained the favour of the princess of Artolia whom had taken a fancy to her thinking she was really a he, so Kayla would have to prove herself as a general only to win in the next couple of battles (a lot of luck and excellent calls saved her a** only for her to get the hang of command) and over the course of the next two years she gained exp and glory in battle
Main Weapon: Trident
Main Skill: Military tactics
Other: Is known among her enemies as the 'Lord of Chaos'

Username: the Niece
Character name: Herja
Gender: female
Age: ????
Race: goddess
Birthplace: (Where in Midgard (VP version)
Appearance: Long ponytailed blue hair, green armor, blue eyes and average height for a Valkyrie
Affiliation: Aesir
Social Ranking: (guess)
Class: Magic-user
Personality: Sarcastic, rude as well as anti-social, Herja is probably the biggest loner of the group and has the tendency of on the surface not caring one bit about mortals or Einherjar however underneath it all she is passionately protective of midgard and its inhabitents (but nobody, NOBODY touches HER Einherjar without paying a rather hefty price...)
Flaw: Icy, loner, tends to start fights and is VERY insulting
Bio: Herja was raised in the shadow of Brynhild yet due to a slight inferiority complex she ended up taking a different route to focusing her power; that is to say she decided to become a mage through and through...
Main Weapon: Magic (Light magic (ex; Light Javelins)
Main Skill: Magic-User
Other: (guess what this means)

Username: the Niece
Character name: Sullia
Gender: female
Age: 26 years old
Race: human
Birthplace: Artolia
Appearance: short crimson hair, red eyed and dresses up like a vagrant, she is rather slender yet possesses 2 axes
Affiliation: Formerly the Artolian government now the merc group
Social Ranking: 3rd class
Class: Axe-fighter
Personality: Cheerful, always smiling even though she is at heart lonely and sad she always holds her smile on her face yet its the smile of an assassin
Flaw: Tends to be over-confident in her abilities, is overly critical of others fighting styles and if she sees blood she will not be able to stop killing until every enemy is dead
Bio: Sullia was born to a noble family which was secretly an assassins group for the Artolian royal family however after accidentally killing a child when she was 19 years old, Sullia quit and quickly befriended Angantyr and started traveling with the mercenary group.
Main Weapon: Dual Axes
Main Skill: killing
Other: (guess what this means)

[Lord Ve]

(Alrighty, we're just about ready to start yes Sasuke-san needs help figuring his character out and Sumthin wants to see how this RP goes before he joins in but in order to help both of 'em out with getting a feel of how things are going to work we will start this RP (and yes we're starting after the tutorial, lol we'll just jump to Thrud doing her transmutation thing and from there delve into the lives of mortals)
(And i will be PMing Ls and the person who's character in question is meant to die...)

[Lady Shoujo]

(Sure thing Lv)
Thrud started concentrating, her ability to synchronise her soul with those of the dying working almost instantaneously as she heard the clash of two armies, many screams of pain while at the same time hearing people speaking...

"Your a disgrace to the family! You should have been cut open the minute you were born..." accused a grown man's voice.

"I will prove myself to my brothers, no matter what..." said a younger, determined voice only for there to be the sounds of a clash and then the sound of an arrow piercing someone's flesh and a scream of agony.

"I don't wanna die yet... somebody, anybody HELP ME!" the young boy cried out, the tears that no doubt coursed down his face could almost be heard in his voice...

[Tenno-sama]

'Looks like Alek is going to be leading us against the Lord of Chaos...' Darin thought sadly, it had already been a year since he had been rejected by his family the words of his older brother Tristan still resonated within his heart.

"Your a disgrace to the family! You should have been cut open the minute you were born..." accused his brother's voice, the memory still resonating with him.
Shaking his head to clear the memory he waited for his unit captain to give the command before he followed almost in perfect unison with the others.

[Lord Ve]

A few days later...

The two armies would stand face to face with each with nothing in between them several days away from each other.

"Our General's the gifted 'Tiger General', it sure is great to have him leading us against that b*****d, Lord of Chaos..." one soldier said with admiration in his voice.

"I know, and his brother Jaxon is the King's bodyguard while Tristan is the leader of the Knighthood... i gotta say anyone with their blood in their veins seems destined for greatness..." another soldier said in front of the tent.

"Almost everyone..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well there is the youngest brother, i hear he never amounted to much..." the first soldier said with a smirk.

"I guess there's one failure in every family hahahaha..." the two laughed it off as they walked by Darin (during his break)...

Still later, Darin would be chosen to be part of the scouting group.

"You have your orders..." Alek ordered as the men saluted to him and walked out, most of them muttering in awe & admiration of Alek.