Castlevania: The Dark Ascent (Accepting / Not open)

[Emery_Cross]

Winter, 1979. Transylvania

A blizzard, of unnatural size and ferocity appeared out of nowhere with no warning at all. Covering the land in a thick white veil of snow and ice that stretched on for miles upon miles. The blizzard, while intense, lasted only for an hour. But the storm carried in its winds something far worse than a foot of snow.
A Castle. Enormous in size, seemed to appear out of nowhere during the middle of the storm.
This Castle, is one that has been discussed and talked about for centuries.
This Castle is one of Nightmares.
This Castle, only appears when the end of man is approaching.
This Castle, has only one master. And he goes by only one name.
Dracula

Atop this castle. In its highest tower. Two men walk into the throne room. One man has long Snow White hair and a black trench coat with purple accents. He stands tall at 6'9 and seems to be the image of human perfection. Perfect posture, a body riddled with lean muscle, and an aura that demands respect and obedience. Behind him. A lanky frail man. His crooked spine making him slouch severely. His bald head plagued with boils and pimples that exude all kinds of pus. His misshapen face grinning, showing his rotten and missing teeth. "Master? Is this it?"
"Yes it is."
The tall man steps into the middle of the room. A long elegant red carpet stretched all the way to the end of the room, where a large wooden chair rested. Its stunning woodworking and craftsmanship making it the most beautiful thing in the room. The man eyed it hungrily. "Ah, my throne." He begins to walk towards it, his footsteps echoing across the silent room. To his right a row of suits of armor wielding large axes rest silently. And to his left a large glass window. Showing off the view of the rest of the Castle and the surrounding lands. The large winter moon shining behind a thicket of clouds. The crooked man follows behind after looking around the room.
"Master, is this room all that you have dreamed? Does it live up to your expectations?"
"Yes. It does. It is perfect." He reaches the throne and runs his snow white hand over the armrest. He turns to the crooked man, "Gilgro. We have made it. We have in our hands the means to the end. The humans that pollute this beautiful land. They will soon be purged. And my people will finally be able to rule this land."
Gilgro smiled. "But Master Luchin, have I done well to please you? Have I done right?"
The man grins. "Yes Gilgro, you have served me very faithfully. And you will soon be rewarded. But Gilgro, do not refer to me as Luchin anymore."
"Master? What should I call you then?"
The man sits on the throne, a look of satisfaction spreads across his face. His jet black eyes narrowed.
"Dracula."

 

[Emery_Cross]

~ The Academy of Harrowhail ~

An Academy nestled in the forests of Transylvania. Founded and Created by Vampire and Demon hunter Alastor Harrowhail.His goal was to teach a new generation of young adults and teenagers the art of hunting and exterminating everything to Demons to Vampires. He also wanted to create a foundation to battle the evil forces of Dracula should his dark Castle show up.
The students at Harrowhail vary from age to age, but they are all skilled at many forms of Demon hunting. They live a secluded but happy life. Most of the students get along with each other and are close friends. Some students are hand chosen during birth to join the Academy but others are chosen when they show signs of potential power.
The Academy is located about an hour from the ruins of Draculas castle and another two hours from the nearest city.
The students at Harrowhail are trained in combat by using holy, spiritual, and elemental means. Many students show great promise and have already fought a few demons.
The school is guided by 3 brothers, all descendants of Alastor Harrowhail. They are elderly but skilled warriors. They happily teach everything they know to the Students of Harrowhail. They stand ready to fight back the forces of Dracula should they pop up again.

 

[Emery_Cross]

~ Roleplay Rules ~

Keep it PG-13.
Swearing is fine. Just dont use it consistently.
Romance is fine! It builds characters.
Fighting is going to be interesting. There is a vast amount of different types of enemies we are going to face. Not all of them are going to react the same to the weapons that you choose.
Now weapons. You can choose any weapon that you can think of.
But! It has to include 2 attributes from the attribute list 1 from the first tier, which is the type of weapon and the physical damage it will do. And 1 from the second tier. Which is what kind of magical damage your weapon will do.
And last but not least have fun!
The list of attributes follows

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1st Tier.
Whip - A whip like weapon. (Whips, Chains.)
Slash - A sword or axe used for slashing through enemies. (Long - short swords, axe, cleavers, cutlass, falchions)
Strike - Piercing weapons or gauntlets that stab, beat, or pummel. (Fists, Rapiers, Daggers, Spears, Halberds)
Bash - Heavy weapons used to crush, bash, and flatten enemies. (Mace, Hammer)
Projectile - Weapons shot or thrown from afar. (Pistols, rifles, slingshots, shuriken)

2nd Tier.
Holy - Weapons infused with divine power work well against unholy beings.
Dark - Weapons infused with Dark power work well against holy beings and those with weak constitution.
Curse - Weapons infused with cursed magic drain opponents of their magic powers.
Poison - Weapons infused with poison drain the enemy's health.
Fire - Weapons infused with fire burn and scold and do continuous damage.
Electricity - Weapons infused with electricity stun and shock enemies.
Ice - Weapons infused with ice can freeze enemies where they stand.

~ Profiles ~

We, the roleplayers. Will act as students at the Academy of Harrowhail as the events of Dracula's uprising spreads throughout Transylvania.
Just fill in the profiles and send em my way.

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Gaia Username:
Appearance:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Background:
Weapon and attributes:

Students:

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Gaia Username: Emery_Cross
Appearance:
Name: Aziel Val'Jean
Age: 21
Personality: Aziel likes to like in seclusion and likes to keep to himself. He feels as though others getting involved in his affairs will only drag him down. At the Academy he stays away from the other students and doesnt give out much of his personal info. The only one he shares personal info with are the brothers. He hopes to someday reach a level of power such as them.
Aziel is very proffesional and when given a task he tries his best to do it the best he can. He is a very skilled warrior and takes pride that he has taken out a few demons.
Background: On a winter night during the middle of a snow storm a small child appeared out of the thick forests surrounding the academy. He walked to the middle of the academy and stood on a bench while inches of snow fell around him. When the storm passed the Brothers found the small child. He had no recollection of who he was or where he came from. The small child knew nothing about his past. The only thing on him was a large silver cross slung around his neck and a small scrap of paper that said only one word "Aziel"
Weapon / attributes: Slash / Holy. Aziel learned that whenever he prayed with that silver cross next to him. A blue aura poured from the top of it and formed a blade. By the Brothers guiding. Aziel learned that he could exterminate dark and unholy creatures with his Crossblade.