The Knights of Balrenia

[Fears of the dark]

Don't join if you're gonna take a million years to do anything, and be warned that it may get pretty graphic. C' =

[Fears of the dark]

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Saphyre Cloudhouse :
Age : 17
Gender : Female
Appearance : Saphyre has long golden hair, a soft sunkiss'd tan, and brilliant blue eyes.
Likes : Swords, men, and money.
Dislikes : Snobby women, and not getting paid.
Personality : Saphyre tends to be a loudmouth. She can be nice and she can be caring, but you don't normally get to see that until you join the ranks with her and get to know her better. She's loud, silly, and playful.
Alliance : Balrenia/for hire
Position : Mercenary
More info : Saphyre can bake, fight, and can even fix that broken wheel on your bandwagon, thanks to her mother and father, whom she learned almost everything she knows from. Since she left home, she's made herself a second family with the men she travels with. She tends to their needs, but she's no pushover. She cooks for them whilst they travel, but makes them pay for everything they eat. You could say she's a firm believer in the phrase 'everything costs something'.

[Vector]

*Says in a sing-song voice* Someone lost all their morals...
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Character Name: Law Rithand
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance: Law wears a purple noble's shirt, the sleeves short and barely covering his shoulders while a not-too-flashy front ruffle fakes a sense of status to others. An indigo pinstriped waistcoat is buttoned on his chest as well, the ruffles of the noble shirt showing at the collar. His pants are in between a dark slate gray and a shade of blue, also looking nice enough to impress, but with the knees tied off with white strips of cloth (Example of how the knees are tied). He wears a black belt with a silver buckle, and his boots match similarly. He keeps his daggers in small leather scabbards behind his back that are tied to his belt. Each of his wrists sport a thin silver chain that look to be just a little too loose, and each hand wears leather gloves that only cover the back and palms. Finally, a large amount of charm radiates from the man due to his deep hazel eyes that young women find so mysterious and his long light-brown hair that is banded into a low ponytail at his neckline. A smile is almost always seen across his face, partially due to arrogant confidence that he'll get away with anything and partially to reel in overly trusting suckers. Among those that hold him in jail or witness his escape from their clutches, that sly grin tends to burn itself in them and infuriate like no other.
Likes: Money, stealing, getting the better of people (especially law-enforcement), and younger, more innocent girls.
Dislikes: Laws and what he would call "excessive" amounts of effort
Personality: Law is an ironic sort in that his favorite past-time is breaking laws and getting away with it. He thinks of it as a game to steal or ransack and live to see another day. He's not even above luring an innocent girl in only to deflower and abandon her.
Alliance: Born in Vantilos, but is on his own side until given enough reason (like high pay) to work for someone else.
Position: Self-serving thief/Mercenary for hire
More info: Born into poverty, or more accurately, the doorstep of someone unwilling to bring him inside, Law more or less raised himself. As a young child, he joined gang after gang of street urchins until he was about 15 years old when he stole everything he cared to from his then would-be friends and left to care for #1 (himself). Over those years his view of theft severely changed. Formerly stealing just to get by and survive in an unfair monarchy, he now can think of no greater pleasure than putting one over on anyone daring to think they hold authority over him. Most recently, he would get his kicks by stealing from Balrenia, just to laugh at them as they tried in vain to catch him before he got back to Vantilos and out of their jurisdiction. That is, until they managed to catch him with a trap of a caravan and locked him away in their Balrenian jails. His main weapons are a pair of double edged daggers with finger guarding knuckles. The handles are brass with an intricate engraved design of an oroboros infinity dragon on each side (Similar to this design). Law stole these beautiful weapons from the rich father of a teenage girl he once manipulated.

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Needless to say, my character's starting point in this RP is a Balrenian jail cell. :B

Let me know if you have any thoughts/questions/problems with him. I have more reference pictures I used for inspiration and such if you need anything cleared up.

[Vector]

Post ended up being longer than I expected, and thusly took much longer than I expected. But there: I did something.

Still hoping more people get to joining this. I think it's going to be a lot of fun.

[Fears of the dark]

Basically, if you want to join right now, you have a chance for super awesomeness. And if you join later, you most likely won't. </3
So make a charater and post. =' )
If you want to do so, you can have your char. go to the triad's castle and wait. That's all you have to do. That is, if you want to be awesome and amazing. =' I

[Void]

K... Fine... instead of playing more of my DS... I'll read and make a post.

Yeesh, ya pulled my leg. =P


Character Profile in next post now.

[JaySonic]

I will be working on my post later today. Reading Vector and Void's things inspired me and what not. Shouldn't take me long.

edit: okay i meant tomorrow so sue me.

edit 2: i'll do more later. god not having internet sucks.

edit 3: Okay so maybe i got a little too creative describing him but i really wanted to get the whole "outlandish rumors" thing about him straight. So i colored everything about him in his appearance that's true blue. Next post please.

[Void]

Character name : Omiron Aketten

Age: 28

Gender : Male

Appearance : As a hobby, he thoroughly loves metal working. As such, his body is tuned to suit it; tall muscular body, resistant to heat, with a few burn scars on his forearms and legs. He has solid brown eyes, and short black hair. Since he's almost always on duty as a Balrenian Criminal Guard, he's almost always dressed the part. Wide-brimmed cowboy-styled black hat, dark brown dust guard, collared black shirt, and black-denim jeans. He has two metal-leather gloves, on his left hand, he's melded some of his own handy work to create a simple leather glove, with an iron plate extending to his elbow, creating a spike at it's end. The other, much smaller glove only has metal on the back side of his hand and wrist. On his boots, he's designed a blunt point on the toes and heels of both. He carries only two weapons: A heavy mace-like
Tonfa (also seen Here) holstered behind his right hip, and a solid black revolver on his left hip. Under his dust guard, he usually wears his usual black cloak covering his chest and lower body. It is tied above his right shoulder made to quickly shed if a fight erupted.

Likes : Law-abiding citizens, civil criminals, and a good hollow
thwack.

Dislikes : Gun fights...

Personality : Very stern, rarely cracks jokes, but enjoys a good laugh. When he isn't monitoring the cells, or hunting foul activity, he's at home with his wife, or creating something painful at the blacksmith.

Alliance : Balrenia - City Guard

Position : Balrenia, but is willing to travel to hunt big crimes.

More info : N/A

[JaySonic]

Character name : Tarrant

age : 33

Gender : Male

Appearance : According to stories he's a ruthless mercenary between 6 and 13 feet tall, has arms ranging from the size of a heavily muscled man to larger than oak trees. He has one large scar going from his left temple to his chin as a result of torture he went through as a child, but some say he has cross shaped scars all over his face and body, and others still say his face is scarred to the point that his skull is exposed.

His skin is very tanned and he has piercing blue eyes. Or is it nearly obsidian, and his eyes pure white and pupiless? He has long, jet black, hair tied back with the bones of his enemies, or maybe the one where he has hair red like fire and hot to the touch is true. Or he could be nearly bald with a widow's peak that goes to the middle of his head. (Think Vegeta but farther up and much less hair)

He's been known to wear the hide of every real and mythical creature known to man including humans, and just plain black leather gloves, black boots lined with fur, simple but thick, white, cloth pants, and a rope belt around his waist (supposedly with the skulls of the first three people he killed hanging from it) with a black tattered shirt he wears in towns to have some semblance of decency, but he doesn't really care that much.

He also carries a hammer on his back large enough to crush a man in a single swing, an axe that can summon forth lighting from the heavens to destroy you at a moments notice, a sword long enough to run a bear through snout to tail and roast him on a spit. And simpler weapons like three knives strapped to his right leg, a slightly over sized and outdated blacksmith hammer on a two foot, steel leather wrapped handle, and a short sword on his hip he dislikes using but keeps around for emergencies.

One detail that has always been constant is that he always wears a necklace with a simple green jewel set in the middle of black granite. No one knows why he wears it but it apparently is very sentimental to him because the few men who have tried to steal it in his sleep have died deaths too horrible to be described with human language.

Likes : In particular, the sound of bones breaking.

Dislikes : Being nice more than he has too.

Personality : Has an almost split personality. He generally complacent with most people albeit a little stand-offish but he hates being nice at all. He loves the thought of ending a life and revels in it's act. But refuses to kill if he doesn't have a reason. (But he seems to find them easy enough.) A story about him is that he once saved a family of three from a cart that had veered towards a cliff in a rainstorm. After he had recieved their thanks and a small reward he promptly found and murdered a deer and the two men who were sketching it for a wildlife book. (His reason was he likes to keep his nice and evil deeds in balance.)

Alliance : Whoever has the most money.

Position : The same position as whoever has the most money.

More info : Tarrant is a mercenary. A damned good one and a damned expensive one. But he's worth every coin because he finishes his jobs with such ruthless efficiency that the general public has come up with hundreds of exaggerated rumors and outlandish tales about him. He dislikes it to a small degree but it actually makes his job easier because his targets are always expecting something completely different than him, and by the time they realize who he is, the only person they can tell it to is their God.

[Void]

*Yawns* I sure wish Sonic would do something...

[JaySonic]

*yawns* I sure wish Void would shut-up.

Anyway. Sorry it took me a millions years to do anything, didn't mean to break the rule in the first post. But i finally got around to it so there. None of the others should take that long.

[Fears of the dark]

Well, now since everyone has a character and it's been like... A year... I'm going to start pushing the story along.
I'm going to post once every Monday, unless my character needs to interact because someone here is active. I'm going to make a post torrow, whether or not you guys have. The Triad will be bursting into the banquet tomorrow. If you don't get to post by then, you'll have until next Monday to run into the Triad and characters with them in the hall. After that, the following Monday if you STILL haven't had the chance to post, you'll be out of luck.
So you have 2-3 weeks to get your character in the rp and active or you'll miss out on the super awesomeness and be stuck with no special weapons. ><