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Post by paladin on Sept 20, 2008 6:06:20 GMT -4
The king has died and Barons and Counts are wrestling with each other over power, land, money and the Throne itself.
Will you fight with one of the Counts? Maybe one of the Barons? Or forge your own force and seize the Throne, claiming to be the King's rightful decendent?
You choose.
Please use this template for characters.
Name: Age: Sex: Skills: Weapons: Armour: Accessories: (like amulets and stuff) History:(optional)
Start off as something small, like a farmboy, then as you travel more, you will find better arms and armour. You can find gold too, but don't make your character start off with a castle full. The players will presume that the characters will pick up gold and spend it from food, bed, ect.
Coats of arms;
Count Lucis: Black and Yellow checkered, with a Red Lion.
Baron Schultz: Black and Red with a White Lion.
The Royal Guard: Gold and Red, with a Black Griffon. (the late King's coat of arms)
Countess Avalon: Grey and white, with a black rose
Baron Valir: Black and white, with a red rose
Your personal coat: What ever you decie (Specify in character creation)
Mercenary: Look for them
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Post by paladin on Sept 20, 2008 6:24:24 GMT -4
Name: Sebastian Dragonchest
Age: 19
Sex: M
Skills: Basic Sword training, basic shield training.
Weapon: Iron Shortsword
Armour: Leather Jerkin, Wooden Sheild
Accessories: Dragon tattoo on his chest, ansteral courage (family crest, small protective aura)
History: Sebastian lived with his father and mother, alongside his younger siblings. Everyday life was ordinary. Ploughing fields, sowing seeds, all farmers work. As tradition, the smithy of the village he grew up in gave him a sword to protect himself and his family.
Sebastian cared for the sword, sharpenig the edges and keeping it out of reach of his younger brothers and sisters.
One day, Sebastian was sent to the nearby town to buy seeds for the fields. He took his sword with him, as the road to Bren was dangerous. On the road back, Sebastian noticed smoke and returned to the village, finding it burnt to the ground. Few people survived. Among the dead was Sebastian's whole family. Heartbroken and enraged, Sebastian helped the villagers rebuild the town hall and the smithy. Then, he left, swearing an oath before Shiva to avenge his family. As he prayed, a small light shone from his chest, taking the form of a dragon. Shiva spoke to him and explained that he had a small protective aura around him. Her constant blessing.
Sebastian left the remains of the village and set off to find the killers of his village and family.
Coat of arms: White and gold with a red dragon. (ancertary coat)
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Post by paladin on Sept 20, 2008 14:44:16 GMT -4
Sebastian walks down the road to Bren, reciting the oath he took to Shiva in his head
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Post by Rag Doll Zombie on Sept 24, 2008 7:50:44 GMT -4
Name:Morgan Age:somewhere from 16-20 Sex:Female Skills:None devloped Weapons:Hands Armour:Burlap Sack Accessories: (like amulets and stuff)A glowing purple one she found.
A homeless peasant
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Post by paladin on Sept 29, 2008 10:54:55 GMT -4
Sebastain bumps into a peasant. He grunts "Oops, sorry" Seb carries on walking. As it grows dark, he grips the handle of his sword, wary of creatures and bandits.
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Post by Faethor on Oct 11, 2008 15:17:04 GMT -4
Name: Faethor Age: 18 Sex: Male Skills: Able to wear heavy armour easily and able to bring the heaviest weapons down with force(at a later stage, but he has a talent for it) Weapons: Armour: Leather Accessories: Grimore of True Names(the only reminder of his true calling) History: Faethor was once a grand master of the Grey Knight Space Marine Chapter but an accident in the warp caused him to be sent back in time.
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Post by paladin on Oct 12, 2008 13:51:46 GMT -4
Sebastain reaches Bren and finds an Inn for the night. He sleeps through the night with no incident, waking up with sound of the rooster crowing. He walks down stairs and pays the Innkeeper for the room and sets off, looking for a Barracks.
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Post by Faethor on Oct 12, 2008 14:01:04 GMT -4
Faethor looks around the Inn, surveying the humans thinking "If only i had my weapons, then i could use my Pysker powers and destroy these traitors to the Emporer..."
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Post by paladin on Oct 12, 2008 14:03:45 GMT -4
Seb signs up for the Countess Avalon's army and starts his training.
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Post by Faethor on Oct 12, 2008 14:05:03 GMT -4
Faethor walks out of the Inn and walks towards the barracks, he bumps into Sebastion
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Post by paladin on Oct 12, 2008 14:07:13 GMT -4
Seb looks him up and down, judging quickly not to get into a fight, grunts a greeting and signs his name down
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Post by Faethor on Oct 12, 2008 14:21:56 GMT -4
Faethor side-steps the unknown person mumbling "Sorry" he opens up the door and requests that he joins the Countess's army. They quickly accept him and he is handed a full set of chain mail, a Broad Bastard sword and a shield with the Countess's Weapon: Broad Bastard Sword Armour: Chain-Mail Coif, Gauntlets, Torso with Tabard, Leggings, Boots and a wooden shield.
He runs to the man he just bumps into and says "hello, sorry about earlier, i didn't notice you. My name is Faethor, what's yours?"
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Post by paladin on Oct 12, 2008 14:34:52 GMT -4
Seb is taken to the armoury and kitted out with the following:
Weapons: Fine Steel Shortsword, Iron dagger
Armour: Studded Leather Cuirass with Tabard, Studded Leather Boots, Leggings, gauntlets, small steel shield
Sees Faethor walk up to him. Bows politely "How do you do? I am Sebastain. Pleased to meet you, Faethor"
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Post by Faethor on Oct 12, 2008 14:37:46 GMT -4
Faethor replies "I am doing fine, I am looking for my comrades. Will you help me find them?
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Post by paladin on Oct 12, 2008 14:45:02 GMT -4
Sebastain nods. "I can help you find them..." Noticed a small group of people around a notice board. Seb frowns and takes a look at the notice board. A large notice saying that there will be a hand-to-hand combat championship. Seb nods and puts his name down for the championship. A large musclar man shoulders into him. "Huh? A little whimp like you signing up for what men do? This should be interesting to watch! Hurhurhurhurhurhurhur!" Seb snarls and his dagger at the man's throat. "Don't tempt me to slay you where you stand"
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