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Old 01-13-2020, 08:24 PM
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Name: Sheryllin Nerel
Age: 21
Race: Half-Elf
Class: Rogue
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality: The best way to describe Sheryllin is as a friend to all. She is the girl near everyone follows, without question, because they trust her. But no one can precisely say why? She is fun to be around, even as she pushes those around her to do things they otherwise would never think to do. Impulsive, daring, and most importantly... dangerous.

Appearance: Sheryllin only has one good eye, and that is green in color. Her dark brown hair hangs just past her shoulders, some of which hangs over her other eye, which is further covered by an eyepatch that is colored near the same color as her hair.

She wears a patched and worn leather jacket over a not quite clean cotton top and likewise leather breaches. Her fair skin shows bright as a backdrop to the darkness she wears. But when her pink lips smile, a lot of people have trouble saying no to anything she asks of them.

Backstory: Sheryllin is from the desert baronies of Jiemer, where life is rough, short, and oft-times meaningless. As a youth, Sheryllin was neglected by her mother and father, who doted over keeping her older brothers and first-born sister alive, leaving mostly scraps for Sheryllin eat, as well as well-worn and ill-fitting clothes to wear. But this life taught her how to survive, and as she grew older, she grew more cunning in order to become stronger than her siblings, almost literally fighting for everything she could get.

When Dihannah was married off to a rich merchant to gain favor for the eldest two brothers, Sheryllin saw a future that she was afraid of. So at the age of thirteen, she ran away to the closest city she knew of, Andrial Del Korin. Andrial Del Korin was the biggest trading city in all of Jiemer. If you wanted to find something rare and precious, this was the city to come to. And Sheryllin was a speck of sand that blew in from the desert. She had no money, no friends, nothing but the thinning clothes on her back, and a few drops of water left in her waterskin.

For the first week of her newfound freedom, Sheryllin begged on the streets, barely receiving enough to survive on. But on the whole, not enough. By the end of her second week, she was malnourished and desperate. Desperate enough that she was heading toward the house of a man named Rolf Lawin, who offered her a better life if she'd come to his house for some 'work'. When he'd first offered a job under him, she'd felt dirty just being in his presence. But as hunger and cold wore her down, she began to not care about anything but a full stomach and the warmth of shelter. Any shelter and any food would do.

She was on her way there, when she got a better offer, from the local thieve's guild. Sheryllin took to this new life easily, rising up the ranks through cunning and conniving, using the skills she'd developed as she grew up on a dirt farm, but also developing new skills that made her one of the best thieves in the city. She was well on her way to stealing the crown and becoming the Queen of her underworld family when....

RP Sample: Sheryllin scurried across the rooftop, following her target who walked confidently below. Tonight was the night that she would finally rid this city, this world, of one of the filthiest creatures she had ever met. For the past month she had followed him, taking her time to learn his habits, his normal route, and each rooftop she'd need to cross in order to best get to him. Finally, the time was nearing. Carefully she edged her way to the overhang and waited. Pulling her dagger free, she squeezed it tightly as she readied herself to drop down right behind him. Her timing had to be perfect. To soon, and she'd in front of him. Too late, and he would have a chance to run, or perhaps turn on her.

With an inhale of breath, Sheryllin stepped off and for a moment knew the freedom of flight. The moment was over, and she had one arm snaked around his his chest, her hand pressing forward on his neck. Her other arm held the dagger to his throat, the blade already beginning to cut into his skin. And both her legs wrapped around his hips, holding herself closer to the filth than she ever wanted to be. Already his bodyguards were reacting, trying to get at least one of them behind her. Using her hips and legs, she guided him to step away from them, turning toward the one who thought himself faster than her. "Tell them to back off!" she hissed into his ear. "They back off, or you die!" she added, pressing the blade in deeper, a trickle of blood began to appear under the edge.

"Back off!" Rolf ordered. "Get to my comp-" But his words are cut off as she chops him with her fist to his throat, causing him to fight for the air to breath, much less further his command.

"Stay right where you are!" she commands them. She then uses her head to nod toward a doorway close by. "In there." The two guards, hesitated until a nod from their boss confirmed they were to follow her instructions. "Close the door." Only after they'd done so, does she relax and climb off her target's back. She had bought the room the doorway had led to, then reinforced it so that there would be no way out, unless someone opened it from the outside. The most expensive part was hiring a wizard to cast a silence spell upon it.

Sheryllin moved around so that she now faced Rolf Lawin, the man who was known for taking in the poorest and most deprived young girls, and then.... No one was quite sure. Some were sure he sold them into slavery. Others thought he kept them for himself, killing and discarding them when they no longer held his amusement. Still other rumors said he killed and ate them, bathed in their blood. Sheryllin had the feeling all of those were true, and more. "I'm here to take you up on your offer. The one for a better life, if I came to work for you?" she asks, to remind him.

Rolf said nothing. He didn't remember her. Why would he, she was one in hundreds of faces he'd offered the same promise to. His lip began to lift, showing a disdainful sneer. But this was quickly met with her fist slamming into his face. The man fell to one knee, stunned by the power behind the strike. Then he felt the tip of her dagger under his chin. "Let's get you home, Rolf." she commanded, the dangerous dagger lifting him back to his feet.

Together the unlikely pair made their way back to his unassuming home in the nicer part of the city. Sheryllin walked beside him, a ratty cloak covering her, and hiding the dagger she held to his spine. The next steps would be the hardest. She was dizzy with excitement. She had planned it out, but only now did she realize that she hadn't expected it all to work. Together they walked through his front gate and were heading toward his secured front door.

And then.... she was walking down a cobbled street, alone. She looked around her, confused. Rolf was nowhere to be seen, and neither was his home. Everywhere Sheryllin looked, was unfamiliar to her. The old dirty cloak fell to her feet, and she stood there for a moment, unsure what had happened.

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Old 01-14-2020, 04:03 AM
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I’m pretty overwhelmed at the quality of the apps coming through, thank you all

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Old 01-14-2020, 04:46 AM
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You'll probably come through with your decision eventually, good luck to everyone. ;P
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Old 01-14-2020, 08:50 AM
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Looks like quite a number of good entries from which to choose. No matter who is selected, could be quite a team.
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Name: Ricimer Lokken

Age: 36

Race: Human Variant

Class: Rogue Mastermind

Alignment: LN

Personality: Thoughts are private and should remain so. Words betray that privacy by spilling the secrets of the mind for the masses. Secrets are all that matters. Secrets grant power over others. Never more so than when the individual doesn't even know their secret is known. There are times, however, when it is necessary to voice a secret. That time is only when the most advantage can be gained over another.

To these ends, Ricimer is not a talker but a conversationalist. Keeping someone speaking to glean information is an art form while reciprocating as little information as possible. He will have internal discussions in his own mind before responding creating a delay in his answers which can be disconcerting for some and disturbing for others.

Appearance: Black hair slicked back and a full beard frame a sharp-featured face with dark piercing eyes that remind some of a wolf and others of devil. He keeps his attire clean and presentable preferring thin layers, undershirt, vest and overcoat as opposed to the less civilized look of a large cape of skins or furs. He is tall and thick enough to give aggressors pause but his body is merely a cloak to protect his mind, his most powerful weapon.

Backstory: He spent moved of his twenties as a scribe for a successful lord and as such was privy to all manner of political machinations that were engaged in to gain an upper hand over rivals and subordinates alike. He was always impressed with his lord's ability to stay one step ahead of all comers. Until of course, he was undercut by a young rival who had forged a remarkable scandal involving buying off the head chef who in turn hired 'women of the night' as maids who spiked the lord's tea and paraded the drunken noble all about town for all to see his scandalous affair. The lord was banished in shame and his wife married the upstart rival. Ricimer was summarily relieved of his duties at the estate.

Vowing revenge he proceeded to hone his own subterfuge skills and discovered the wife had been complicit in her ex-husbands downfall. The next number of years were spent collecting information about the Lady of the Manor in order to blackmail her for a sizable fortune. What he didn't count on was the Lady's father was a lord in the Royal Court and so when news of the blackmail reached his ears, Ricimer was seized and arrested on trumped up charges for conspiracy to assassinate the Lady. A daring escape was perpetrated thanks to assistance from fake maids who had never been paid their due amount. Ricimer lived a life as a bandit for several years, leading a small band of highwaymen who plagued those who had so wronged him. Until one day he was consumed in mist and never seen again.

RP Sample: Two guards stood duty outside Ricimer's cell. One he had marked for death, the other he had marked for stupidity and manipulation. He had been visited the day before by one of the fake maids who had played a hand in his former lord's demise and at first he was confused at her visit. They hadn't been paid as promised and wished to make the new lord pay for his oversight. He could use the girls to lure one guard away but would have to figure out a way to dispose of the other guard he was certain would remain at his post.

He could fake an illness and hope he unlocked the cell to aid him but wasn't certain he'd be able to prevail without a weapon. He decided anger would be the tool he would use. People act rashly when angry and hopefully this guard was no different.

As planned one guard was successfully lured away by his new female accomplices which left him to the other. He had learned by listening to the pair speak that the remaining guard had recently been married. "I hear you've just tied the knot. Your replacements during the day seem to know the bride well. They said she was quite the adventurous harlot when she was younger. So strange you should show such restraint against the women who took your fellow guard away when your wife would certainly not do so."

He got little more than a dirty stare for his trouble. With a dawn appointment with the hangman, Ricimer had little time to play around. Urinating on the guard accomplished more than verbal abuse. He leaned his glaive on the wall and unlocked the cell, intent on giving Ricimer a good beating before his hanging. The guard was strong but Ricimer was quick. He was able to avoid the initial grapple attempt and with a quick flick, sent the guard's helmet tumbling to the floor. It wasn't a dagger but it would do. Helmet in hand, Ricimer pummeled the guard to unconsciousness as a thick mist began to fill the cell.

As Ricimer took his first steps toward escaping the prison, he vanished from that world. A legendary escape to be sure.
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Old 01-14-2020, 02:20 PM
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Hi all, I’m going to close this game to new apps on Friday 17th January. That gives everyone else a week to finish up or make any other amendments to their existing applications before I make final selections.
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Thank you for the heads up. Still trying to decide between three different character concepts... a knight in sour armor, an innocent maiden, or a lonely changeling.
Will need to lock in before Friday and fill out details in the coming week.

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Sheryllin is finished.
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Old 01-16-2020, 08:37 AM
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Just a gentle reminder folks that the game will be closed to new applications from tomorrow.
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I'm gonna have to withdraw my application. I don't think I'll be able to finish it before tomorrow. Good luck to everyone though!
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Tomorrow was just the deadline for new applications to state interest. Anyone who has an existing one in flight had up to a week after that to finish if it’s needed.
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Kouri Half-Kin Oshokho-NaraName: Dr. Kouri Half-Kin Oshokho-Nara

Age: 22

Race: Goliath

Class: Rogue (Thief)

Alignment: Lawful Good

Appearance and Personality: Kouri has grey skin that is sickly by just about any other race's standards, and jet black hair that reaches her waist in thick, shiny braids adorned with colourful thread and strips of cloth. Her eyebrows, ears, and nose are adorned with rings and studs of silver and iron. Her eyes are a featureless white, seemingly without pupils. Unlike most goliaths, she has neither marking nor tattoos, as in the eyes of her tribe, she has done nothing of worth.

Truly only half-Goliath, Kouri is significantly shorter than her peers at only two meters. Even around smaller races, she tends to forget her size and strength. She is quiet and clumsy. Between trying to stay out of the way and being negligent of her surroundings, Kouri often causes more trouble, bumping into objects, walls, and people around her. When Kouri speaks, she often stutters, which only worsens the more anxious she is about it. However, despite her impeded social skills, Kouri is quite friendly, kind, and empathetic. If one can get her talking about her interests (of which there are a great many), her stutter almost entirely disappear as she becomes lost in the moment, and Kouri can talk for hours.

As a late learner, Kouri still has some trouble reading and writing, but she is proficient. Her common is quite good, but she often phrases words and sentences strangely to more closely match how something would be said in giantish.

Like many goliaths, Kouri is competitive, self-critical, and honest to a fault. While her tribe would boast and recount deeds frequently, Kouri is not so unspoken, but she does keep written notes of her own accomplishments, and is well known by her contemporaries for timing her own surgeries. She secretly tried to time the surgeries of her classmates, and her honesty became a nuisance to them when she would compare her friends' and peers' accomplishments.

Despite being well trained in martial arts, Kouri took an oath as a doctor to do no harm, and she takes it - like all oaths - seriously. She will heal any person to the best of her ability, friend or foe, and will only fight if absolutely necessary. She will always choose to incapacitate instead of kill.

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Tomorrow was just the deadline for new applications to state interest. Anyone who has an existing one in flight had up to a week after that to finish if it’s needed.
Oh, well in that case, I might be able to finish!
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RobinName: Robin (Songbird)

Age: Unknown

Race: Half-Elf

Class: Rogue

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Personality: There are three things that Robin loves: Money, herself, and power over others. If she doesn't have those things under complete control, she can become bitter and anxious, although you might not know it. Robin is also a fantastic liar, selfish, and skilled at deceit for her own gain. This isn't to say that she is emotionless or has absolutely no empathy, but those things can be awful hard to hear sometimes when you run on adrenaline and your life evolves around chasing the next thrill to fulfill your basest desires. In fact, unlike a good deal of criminals, Robin is actually quite intelligent, tolerant of others (particularly those looked down upon by society), and believes you are what you make of yourself as there are no "noble professions". Her worst flaw, of course, is greed, in all forms, and she is as bad as resisting a good challenge as she is at resisting money, and all that it can buy.

Appearance: Robin is one of the prettiest cabaret girls in town. Her high cheekbones and slender frame warrant a few whispers from the locals. “She might be a devil-child.” they say. No one can really tell, of course, cabaret girls’s ears are always hidden behind ribbons and lace and curls. But once they get to know her, they don’t seem to care as much anymore. Robin has sleek, bright red hair, which is usually curled and pinned up, and a scar on her left cheek that is usually covered by a pound of stage makeup. Her bright green, smiling eyes make her a favorite among the patrons at work. Everyone who meets her seems to love her; she always seems so open, friendly, and maybe even a little bit air-headed. No one even suspects in the slightest that she is anything other than a sweet, ditzy songbird.

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The game is now closed to new applications. Any applications in-flight have a week to complete. If they complete sooner then I will bring the date for final selections in.

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