Character Applications for Elystra Chronicles RPG

[EvilDracy]

Hello there! This is my first time starting an RPG, so ya, I hope you people wanna join it! I hope the plot will actually go well....well, anyways, this is the Character Application thread for the Elystra Chronicles RPG!

The thrashing and clanging of steel against steel echoed endlessly as the battle between the High Lords of the city of Falcon Ridge and the sorceress Alcydra raged close to an end. Finally, they decided to summon up the power of the mythral, their last hope even though it may cost their own lives.

"Mornie alantie!!!" They cried as the magic surged forth, and with that, the writhing spirals of red magic were expelled from the canon and consumed the screaming sorceress.

Looking over the vast display of distruction, the chief of the High Lords sighed, "How could one woman cause so much pain and suffering to an entire town?"

A second shrugged, "But now that she is overcome, we may perhaps find peace again and a new beginning..."

And with that, the High Lords descended back to Falcon Ridge, away from the field of bloodied allies, for Alcydra had ruled Falcon Ridge on her own, and she faught on her own...almost winning....but she still gave way to the power of the wild mythral...

~~~574 years later~~~

It was in the Year of the Dragon's Claw, that Alcydra was overthrown
by the High Lords of Falcon Ridge. Her evil and corruption slowly
healed as the city tried to rebuild itself, and Falcon Ridge soon rose
to her former glory.

Now, in the Year of the Silent Flute, news has travelled fast, and a new unexpected doom awaits the mighty city of Falcon Ridge. Throughout Falcon Ridge, there are various guilds, The Theives Guild, The Wizards Guild, and The Mercenaries Guild. And during this time of coming crisis, the three least expected groups will merge....

Rules:

1. You may only be a thief, wizard or mercenary. (witches and warlocks I consider under the catagory of wizards).
2. You may be of any breed/race of fantasy/anime type character.
3. Yes, you may be a cross breed/race.
4. No, you cannot be associated with the enemy, that is only granted to me, the creator, and possibly Phantom Angel, my school friend.
5. Thiefs may only posses BASIC magical skills, if you wish to have some. (ie: invisibility, teleportation, minor attack spells, etc.)
6. For character stats, every player will start out on a total of 24 points.

Example:
strength - 9 (this implies both physical strength and endurance)
skill - 7 (this shows how skilled you are in your occupation)
magic - 8 (well this is...how much magic you know, how strong it is, etc..)

Note: If you wish not to posses magic, then replace magic with: Fighting Skill (this only applies to thieves)
Note 2: Wondering about these stats? They come into use when the real action of the RPG take place...which I won't spoil for you.

7. You may control a maximum of two characters. (although try not to, cuz I won't be too thrilled, unless it's is absolutely crucial that you play two characters who interact with each other)
8. You must provide a character application sheet.


Character Application sheet:

Character name:
Character age:
Character sex:
Stats: (strength, skill, magic/fighting skill)

Occupation: (thief, wizard, or mercenary)

Race/Breed:

Character Description:

Brief History:

Writing Sample: (10-20 lines)
Note: If I already know you well, then you don't have to put a writing sample.

There. That shouldn't be hard for you to understand. I look forward to seeing you apply here!

[Phantom Angel]

ok, i have noooo idea what the heck i will be doing for this, but i want to badly join.. so i'm reserving this space. i'll be back.

Character Application sheet: Phantom Angel

Character name: Rizyme Ysulo Tanibel. (first name, middle name, last name)
Nickname: Riz, or Ysulo
Character age: Looks about 23 in human terms
Gender: Female
Stats:
strength: 8
skill:5
magic/fighting skill:9

Occupation: Mercenary

Race/Breed: Centaur

Character Description: Riz is well, a near sighted, half horse, half human. Her horse half is a very beautiful horse, of a dark black colour. She she has a pure white tail, that reaches the ground, which she grooms daily. Her human half is muscular and well defined. She has medium length hair, a dark green, almost black. She almost always holds it tied in a pony tail, or a braid, since it often interferes with what she is doing. She is often impatient, and stubborn, and once she gets an idea she rarely lets go of it. She is like all centaurs, fairly intelligent, though blinded by her own thirst for information. She's friendly if you know how to talk to her, but if you rub her the wrong way, she knows how to kick your butt. Literally.She's also passionated by magic, and studying the magical arts. She is teaching herself how to perform small magical spells.

Brief History: Well, she was born, and then she lived. She's been a mercenary all her life, mastering the trade from her family. When she was of age, she went away from her family. Some say she was forced to go away, because of something disgraceful that happened, but she does not talk about her past much. Up until now she had a pretty boring life.

Writing Sample: If you accept me, I promise we'll put together the Zazel store and the squirrel section, as well as make you mayor of our city. And I promise you we'll change the name to Squirrel Happy Land of Pocky. *smiles*



there we gooo!

[Trinity]

.Character Application sheet: Trinity

Character name: Aetheoran Cenvan
Nickname: (Theo)
Character age: 25
Gender: Male

strength: 8
skill: 7
fighting skill: 9

Occupation: thief (too many mercenaries already) or is he?

Race/Breed: Human

Character Description: 6’2”, medium muscular build, dark brown eyes, dark brown hair just touching to his shoulders. He always has a few days growth of a beard ( think Aragon LOTR *drools*) Wears black leather body armour also on his arms & legs, lots of buckles and metal snaps etc.. Has a black hooded cloak as well. Likes to smoke the funny weed thus he has a pipe. His weapon of choice is a sword with a gold hilted end his late fathers a man of high birth. He is stubborn, brooding and can be a right b*stard at times, prefers no company to any company thus a bit of a loner. Not quick to judge but you must earn his trust and respect.

Brief History: When he was a boy of 10 his family was killed by evil soldiers, but his beloved sister was taken away by them and he has been searching for her ever since. She is the last link to his noble family. He left his life of privilege and has survived by any means he could mostly thieving and well killing on occasion. But always searching for his little sister where ever the travels take him..

Writing sample: I am almost like Kiva you will find me in a lot of rp’s here. Too many actually.. Ah h*ll you know me…… BUT LOOK TRIN IS RPING A GUY!!!

[KtHM]

A question on stats before I put anything down in stone. What's considered the average?

Character name: Mikki Rikki Tikki Chu Chu, Miriti for short.

Character age: Somewhere around nineteen, she thinks, but she isn't exactly certain.

Stats: (strength, skill, magic/fighting skill)
Strength: 5
Skill: 10
Fighting Skill: 9


Occupation: (thief, wizard, or mercenary)

Race/Breed: People are assuming she's an elf. I mean, she's got the ears. About all they know is that she's female, sort of.

Character Description: Miriti stands about 5'5", and is a painfully skinny girl with pale violet hair (nearly white) in spikes. She has dark tan skin and bored violet eyes. Miriti has a particular aversion to males. It's not really a fear so much as it is a general distaste. That and she ends up laughing at them. A lot. She's pretty and aware of it, though neither proud of it nor ashamed of it. Her looks are, in her opinion, a tool to be used as a means to an end.

Brief History: Miriti has lost track of how many years she's been on the streets, stealing. She's something of a mascot to the city. Horribly absent minded, and unable to tell how old she is, she wanders through the streets, breaking into houses, picking pockets, and causing general mischief. Driven by a compulsion to make trouble that even she doesn't understand, something in Miriti's past makes her forget, giving her nothing to hold on to and driving her to trouble.

Writing Sample: Hello. My name is Kiva. I'm in almost EVERY DAMN RPG IN THE OPEN RPG FORUM. Bow before me. BOW.

this is a Miriti sketch.

[Eydtman]

Character Application sheet:

Allos, Hi my name is Eydtman and i'm an alcoholic... er wait... wrong forum <.<

........ anyways heres my application ED hope you enjoy o.-

Character name: Kouto

Character age: 23

Character sex: yes please (Male of course)

Stats: (strength, skill, magic/fighting skill)
Strength: 7
Skill: 7
Fighting: 10

(*counts on his fingers...* 1,2... er yeah thats 24 <.< i hope... >.>)

Occupation: (thief, wizard, or mercenary) Mercenary! RAWR! >O!

Race/Breed: Human (<.< atleast I think so... "Mom is there something you arent telling me? ô.o)

Character Description: Standing 6 feet tall and weilding a broadsword with a length the same not many ppl tend to question him about anything. He wears a large dark breastplate with gold trim and markings with matching arm gaurds for armor which is usually concealed within under a large cloak. Other than that, Kotou is a pretty normal guy. He's loud arrogant, drinks alot and hit on every woman he sees. Like i said, just and average guy >.> Underneath his wild and crazy attitude beats the heart of a true romantic which he uses to lure the ladies *wink wink nudge nudge trip fall smash bam boom sirens* (i'm ok... really...)

Brief History: Kouto has wandered the lands of the region for many years constantly training to better himself in the art of killing... as if there is any other art worth while. He holds himself to a very strict code of honor and principles such as his vow to protect all innocents and destroy those who would oppress them. Although the reason for this is unknown noone has ever once thought of questioning it.

Writing Sample: (10-20 lines)

He knew something was up the moment he entered the opening of the cave. With a jerk he stopped and just listened. He could hear the sounds of many things echoing off the walls of the cave. Tricking water, a bat flapping in the distance, footsteps... wait footsteps? That couldn't be right he thought to himself.

"Why did i have to spend all night drinking with those 3 sisters?" he thought to himself rubbing his temples.

The night before he had met 3 sisters in the tavern of a small town about 3 hours from where he was. 3 rather, well lets just say friendly, sisters that had taken an imediate interest in him from the second he walked in. He almost laughed out loud when he remembered how he found out afterwards that the 3 were actually the parishoner's daughters.

*Sound of footsteps*

He snapped to attention knowning now that what he heard before was definitely not his imagination. Silently he slid his had back under his cloak and snapped unlatched his sword from his holder. The end of the blade hit the ground forcefully once it was released from its holster making a loud clanking sound against the bare rock beneath him. He cringed in pain as the sound echoed in his head.

"Don't they have any consideration at all about to attack a guy suffering from a hangover the size of the barmaid from the tavern last night?" (who coincidentally had hit on him the night before too) he thought to himself.

"Now!" sounded a man's voice and almost imediately after 4 men sprung out from some of the cracks in the walls infront of him. From looking at them you could easily tell that they were just your ordinary run of the mill bandits.
"You there in the cloak! Give us all your money!" yelled one of the men.

Kouto lifted up his head still holding his temples and glared at the man. "Or else what?"

"Um... er... or else... um... we'll kill you and take it from you!"

"Well you're are welcome to try," said Kotou, "but before you do let me fill you in on my day this far... I woke up this morning with a spliting headache in some bed I didn't recognize with 3 women i didn't remember, not that i'm complaining about that part, got hit with a huge bill at the tavern, walked 3 hours out of town with a hangover the size of an ox's ass and now this. So, I'll give you one chance to get the hell out of my way."

"Oh yeah?" Said one of the men. "Or else what?"

A sly smile came across the face of Kouto as he had been waiting for one of them to say something like that the entire time. "Or else this..." he said pulling his arm from behind his cloak and bringing with it a giant broadsword which he held out infront of him and it almost reached those that stood in his way.

The men were shocked to see someone weild a weapon of such mass so fluidly and with such ease. The courage left their bodies at the mere sight of this. "Oh ----!" one of the men said. "It's him! The one the boss told us to look out for! Run for it!" And with that the men dropped their weapons at their sides and ran off in a hurry.

"Well it's about time..." Said Kouto as he slumped forward and clutched his head again as more pain shot through it. "God I swear I'll never do anything like i did last night again." He then thought about what happened last night one more time. "Well maybe just one more time" He said as a smirk drew itself across his face. He then tjrew his head back and began to laugh like a madman. "WHaaaahahahahahahahaha!"

*crack*

"Uh oh" he said at the sudden realization at what he had done. The cave imediately began to crumble around him. *twitch* "RUN AWAY!" he screamed as he picked up the mens discarded weapons and ran as fast as he could for the exit dodging falling rocks as he ran.


wow... i wrote way too much... <.< oh well it's your problem now! MUAHAHAHAHAHA! >8)

Eydtman

[EvilDracy]

I'd say the average is....well...just do simple math. 24/3=8 points for each. lol

[KtHM]

She says "Look how double jointed I am! I can pick locks with my fingers! I am dead sexy! I want to kill you ALL!"

This picture screams "I kill you now" to me.

[Phantom Angel]

so... r u accepting ne one? i know you can't resist my squirly offer

[Knight guy]

Name Jourdan
Age 27

[KtHM]

I think they're looking for a little more information than that. Oo;

[Knight guy]

Err. Sorry, wouldn't let me delete it or edit that last post so I'll continue.

Name Jourdan
Age 27
Sex Male
Stats:
Strenght 7
Skill 7
Magic 10
Ocupation Sorcerer Mercanary. (Would you count a sorcerer under wizard?)
Race Elf.
History: Not much is known about an elfs history.
Discreption: Wears light scale armour and the normele stuff an elf would wear.
Writing Sample: To make it easy, look in some of the rpgs i'm already in. Or ask Blade R, she knows how good I type.

[UNITMK1]

Character name: Teno Underfootbush

Character age: 32

Character sex: Male

Stats:
strength: 6
skill: 11
fighting skill: 7

Occupation: thief

Race/Breed: Kender*

Character Description: Teno is about 130 cm tall. He is a kender. He has long, black hair, which he always wears in a top-knot. (sp?) He wears green overalls, black boots, and a dirty white shirt. He always carries two giant pouches filled with objects which tend to "appear" out of nowhere. He talks a lot, and is always currious.

*For those not familiar with the Kender race, they are as tall as dwarfs, from the same 'family' with gnomes, and naturally born thieves. However, they claim that all of the objects stolen have been 'dropped,' by mistake, and they pick them up for 'safe keeping.' They are always curious, love to talk and tell stories, and are hated by most humans since Kender always annoy them with their curriosity. Kender are believed to be without fear, however, there are exceptions. They live for about 120 years, and arranged marriages are very common.

Brief History: Teno is about thirty years old. He has lived all of his life in his home town of Kennville. He was always surrounded by friends. At the age of 25, he was supposed to marry this woman that he never met in his entire life. That's when he decided that life in Kennville was too boring, so he went out into the world. Teno's family and friends say that he got cold feet, but the young Kender only laughs at these comments. He is attracted to magic, and like all other Kender, shiny objects.

Writing Sample: You already know me, but still-here's from "Spirit of Fighting:"

Mark walked off of the airplane in a daze. His six and a half hour flight had been terrible. He wasn't able to sleep, and the food was so bad. Well, it wasn't the first time this happened, and he was used to going without any sleep for days on end. Howver, he forgot the cafeine pills in his luggage, and the plane's cofee maker was broken. So he ended up staying up for most of the flight. He stepped onto the the airport quite bewildered. If he had an hour of sleep he would be fine. But that wouldn't have happened until later on tonight. He picked up his luggage and walked out of the airport into the busy Berlin streets. He was wearing a black, plain t-shirt, blue-jeans and a pair of old and dark blue running shoes. Over his shoulder he had a large green backpack with a red maple leaf on it. In one hand he carried a black suitcase, and in the other a long brown cylinder.

He wistled for a taxi. One stopped a few meters from him. He placed all of his bags into the back, that is except the long cylinder. Then he sat down into the bak seat.

"Nehmen Sie mich zum "Geist Turnier zu kämpfen" Hotel. Schnell!" (Take me to the "Spirit of Fighting Tournament" hotel. Fast!)
"Ja, Herr!" (Yes, sir!) answered the taxi driver.

After about fifteen to twenty minutes, they finnaly arrived at the hotel. Mark payd his taxi fee, grabbed all of his luggage, and tepped in through the revolving glass doors into the loby. It seemed very expensive. Everything was made out of marble. There were dozins of important paintings in golden frames hanging on the beautifull walls. The floor was carpeted, and there was a quiet music playing in the background. Everywhere else, there were other fighters taking their rooms, whereas some people were showing off their moves. He walked up to a blond cashier.

"Yes, can I help you?"
"I believe I have a reservation for your hotel?"

The beautifull blond woman looked up to him.

"Your name sir?"
"Mark Kronday."
After a bit of searching through the computer she repplied:
"Yes sir Mr. Kronday, your name is right here. First there are a few quetions."
"Go ahead!"
"First of all, what is your style?"
"Ninjutsu."
"And have you participated in any other such competitions before?"
"No, this is my first."
"Thank you Mr Kronday, and here is your key. By the way, due to a shortage of rooms, we will be placing about two customers in the same room."
"Thank you," he asnwered in an uncaring tone; picked up the key-card, his bags, and was off.

The elevator ride was a short one. He walked down a corridor, took a left, and found his empty room. In there he sat down on th bed nearest to the window, and opened the suitcase. Form it he took out a very nice black suit wrapped in plastic, and a white package. He placed the suit in the closet, and the package bellow. Right under the package there was a black recatangular box. He took it out and put it on the bed. The rest of the briefcase was filled with changes of clothes,and a laptop. Then he sat down on the bed and opened the black box. Inside there were what ppeared to be the peaces of a gun. After assembly, he was holding a black sniper rifle in his hand. He checked to see if it was alligned properly by pointing out the window at a moving car. It scope worked perfectly. He then loaded it with live ammunition, and put it under the bed. He then opened the cylinder, looked in, and locked it back. He threw that under the bed as well.

Mark stood up, took a change of clothing out of the closet, and stepped into the bathroom. He came out about minutes later all refreshed, took the card-key, and walked out of the room.

[EvilDracy]

Knight guy: I'm sorry, but pleas provide a short writing sample. I have no time to look you up.

Kiva: You're in, and you too UNIT.

[Knight guy]

Okay. Writing Sample.
The knight grab the hilt of his sword and said to the evil sorcerer, "You may be able to kill my family, destroy my home, but I'll never give up on defeating you." Then the sorcerer replied, "MWHAHAHAHA! Do you think you can deafeat me! Well, BEAM OF FURRY LIGHT!!!!!" *A beam of light comes from the sorcerer's hand and goes straight straight throu the knight' heart and nearly kills him* "My forces will never lose Aragorn, the'll definetly kill...." The knight said with the last of his streanght, just before a few souldiers rush into the room to see there dying commander on the stone-tiled floor. "Well," Aragorn said, "looks like I have to go." The second in command of the army of good walks up to the knight commander and he says, "Sir, are you alright?" The commander replies, "Looks like I'll be able to see my mother soon...."

Hopefully thats good enough. I made it off the top of my head, so maybe thats why it sounds strange a little.

[EvilDracy]

Knight: Guess you're in.

Eyd: u too.

PA: u too.

Trin: u too.

@.@ anyone I forgot?