Casting Call/OOC: The Tower Academy
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Lotharian
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Gnomes are always fun. They like to make stuff go boom 
'Witness the Gnomish Matter Transporting Device!'
'Isn't that just a trebuchet?'
'No! A trebuchet throws boulders. This intricate device will tranport any matter from point A to point B. In fact, I transported my friend Derrik with it just the other day! His service will be held tomorrow in case you want to show poor Derrik some respects. I didn't know he had a deadly allergy to matter transporters....'
'Witness the Gnomish Matter Transporting Device!'
'Isn't that just a trebuchet?'
'No! A trebuchet throws boulders. This intricate device will tranport any matter from point A to point B. In fact, I transported my friend Derrik with it just the other day! His service will be held tomorrow in case you want to show poor Derrik some respects. I didn't know he had a deadly allergy to matter transporters....'
Ruruik
okay, tell you what, i'll give this a shot. pm me if you get any ideas about him. if you want to read about him, give me your email and ill send you what i have of Warriors of Light and Steel. There is a lot of history there.
we need more guys... like three more.
Name: Ruruik (surname unknown)
Race: Furyon
Age: 21
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 195lbs
Hair: shortcut, dark brown
Eyes: brown
Title: Professor of martial arts (first year)
background: As odd as it is for such a young male to become a professor, he was accepted without beging tested for his skill. What little is known about him is that he comes from another contonent, the rest is unknown (i will explain as we go along, just to keep you guys waiting )
discription: Ruruik is about 21, about 6’2”. He wears rawhide armor designed to give him maximum mobility and protection against the elements. His weapons are in plain view, an Assassin Knife and a Blitz axe. A Blitz Axe was a unique weapon, known for being somewhat unpopular. It was a crossover from a battle-axe and a pike. The shaft was made of metal about a meter long, and the blade juts out from the handle with a long curved blade and sharp point. On the other side of the blade was a hook. Both sides cut, and it was usually four to five feet in length. It was light enough to wield with one hand, but it was considered ungainly for its size. To get an idea of what it looks like, do a Google image search for ‘guild wars hand axe’.
The Assassin Knife, or Assassins knife, is a unique weapon as well. It is nearly two feet long, with a long handle and a wicked looking curved blade. Serrated edges lined the back of the blade, while the cutting edge was razor sharp. The huge handle allowed the knife to be shifted around easily in his left hand.
The sheath for the axe is on his back, at an angle. The sheath for his knife is on his left hip.
Furyons are a warrior race. All are strong and well build, but not like football players. Their eyes glow red when they go into a battle rage. (not as corny as it sounds, I will go into details on this later.) Ruruik is extraordinarily powerful in magic, far more powerful than any Elf. The reasons for this are unknown, but will eventually come out. (see my story for why) The school agreed to let him teach them a combination of magic and melee skills due to a performance he gave.
He is not very interested in romance, as he seems distant. His character is not crule, but he is not the easeiest person to get to know. He will also get uncomfortable around Elves, so don’t tick him off if you’re an elf character.
As bizzar as his character seems, it has a lot to do with his past.
(as a writer i hate munchy characters, but his weak points will come out soon enough. remember to pm me if you have any plans for him. i suggest having a class start out with a student asking why melee will be taught at a magic school)
okay, tell you what, i'll give this a shot. pm me if you get any ideas about him. if you want to read about him, give me your email and ill send you what i have of Warriors of Light and Steel. There is a lot of history there.
we need more guys... like three more.
Name: Ruruik (surname unknown)
Race: Furyon
Age: 21
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 195lbs
Hair: shortcut, dark brown
Eyes: brown
Title: Professor of martial arts (first year)
background: As odd as it is for such a young male to become a professor, he was accepted without beging tested for his skill. What little is known about him is that he comes from another contonent, the rest is unknown (i will explain as we go along, just to keep you guys waiting
) discription: Ruruik is about 21, about 6’2”. He wears rawhide armor designed to give him maximum mobility and protection against the elements. His weapons are in plain view, an Assassin Knife and a Blitz axe. A Blitz Axe was a unique weapon, known for being somewhat unpopular. It was a crossover from a battle-axe and a pike. The shaft was made of metal about a meter long, and the blade juts out from the handle with a long curved blade and sharp point. On the other side of the blade was a hook. Both sides cut, and it was usually four to five feet in length. It was light enough to wield with one hand, but it was considered ungainly for its size. To get an idea of what it looks like, do a Google image search for ‘guild wars hand axe’.
The Assassin Knife, or Assassins knife, is a unique weapon as well. It is nearly two feet long, with a long handle and a wicked looking curved blade. Serrated edges lined the back of the blade, while the cutting edge was razor sharp. The huge handle allowed the knife to be shifted around easily in his left hand.
The sheath for the axe is on his back, at an angle. The sheath for his knife is on his left hip.
Furyons are a warrior race. All are strong and well build, but not like football players. Their eyes glow red when they go into a battle rage. (not as corny as it sounds, I will go into details on this later.) Ruruik is extraordinarily powerful in magic, far more powerful than any Elf. The reasons for this are unknown, but will eventually come out. (see my story for why) The school agreed to let him teach them a combination of magic and melee skills due to a performance he gave.
He is not very interested in romance, as he seems distant. His character is not crule, but he is not the easeiest person to get to know. He will also get uncomfortable around Elves, so don’t tick him off if you’re an elf character.
As bizzar as his character seems, it has a lot to do with his past.
(as a writer i hate munchy characters, but his weak points will come out soon enough. remember to pm me if you have any plans for him. i suggest having a class start out with a student asking why melee will be taught at a magic school)
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Lotharian said:Gnomes are always fun. They like to make stuff go boom
Ogric "Gnome good, Gnome taste like chicken."
Rufus the Mad
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Do ya'll still need more players?
Rufus the Mad said:
yah, more guys.
okay ill pm him, if i dont start ill just use it as an intro post for Ruruik. yah i know he seemes munchy, youll find his weak spots soon enough.
edit: on second thought, i wont ask. just realised what i was asking for.
*sigh* i never realise these things till its too late... damnation...
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Yeah.caela said:
I second that.
The more the merrier.
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Name: Orin Therinasi
Race: Human/Fey (Satyr)
Age: 65 (Looks 19)
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 180
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Description: Orin stands broad shouldered for his size, with well toned arms and a thick, shaggy mane of curly brown locks that seems to flow down his back and falls just short of his eyes. His ears come to the classic Elvish points, but are hidden beneath his hair for the most part, as are the nubs of his horns. He has a thick mustache and beard, which he keeps meticulously groomed and which seems to shine with the same lustre as his hair. His goat-like legs, also covered in rich brown fur, end in dark cloven hooves, and his tail seems to twitch and wag in keeping with his emotional state. The rest of his body is hairsuit, but exudes an aura of masculinity that is hard to ignore.
When alone, he is usually unclothed, preferring the freedom of movement that sich a state allows him, and seems completely at ease around others while either he, or they, are undressed. However, for the sake of moralities, he has agreed to wear at least a loincloth while in public settings. During classes, or while studying within the schools vast grounds, Orin invariably wears the robes of an initiate, and seems overly proud to do so, but pins them in a decidedly Roman style, gathering them at the shoulders and allowing them to drape from his torso in a toga-like effect.
History: Born of a Fey deserter and a mountain Herdsman, Orin was quick to learn that the pipes, and even his voice, held a power that he could use to accomplish many things. By singing, or by playing, he could control the flocks of his father, create strange light, and even scare off the wolves that threatened the flock! On the same day as the death of his Satyr mother, he left the mountain fastness that had been his home, and began his search for understanding, hoping to improve his gift.
The world he found was cruel and cold, with most turning from him due to his mixed heritage, but he was of a stubborn race, and raised by a father that would not bow down, even to the strength of a mountain, and he forced his way through, learning in spite of the roadblocks, and growing to have a true grasp of the basics of the bardic arts that impressed one of the local Masters. This Master, who's name was Anthurias, took the young Satyr into his confidence, and began to teach him the secrets, to share with him the true nature of the song mages. When Orin had learned enough, Anthurias arranged for his entry to the Academy, hoping that the teachers there would be able to assist the half-breed in unlocking the secrets of his Fey nature.
Race: Human/Fey (Satyr)
Age: 65 (Looks 19)
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 180
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Description: Orin stands broad shouldered for his size, with well toned arms and a thick, shaggy mane of curly brown locks that seems to flow down his back and falls just short of his eyes. His ears come to the classic Elvish points, but are hidden beneath his hair for the most part, as are the nubs of his horns. He has a thick mustache and beard, which he keeps meticulously groomed and which seems to shine with the same lustre as his hair. His goat-like legs, also covered in rich brown fur, end in dark cloven hooves, and his tail seems to twitch and wag in keeping with his emotional state. The rest of his body is hairsuit, but exudes an aura of masculinity that is hard to ignore.
When alone, he is usually unclothed, preferring the freedom of movement that sich a state allows him, and seems completely at ease around others while either he, or they, are undressed. However, for the sake of moralities, he has agreed to wear at least a loincloth while in public settings. During classes, or while studying within the schools vast grounds, Orin invariably wears the robes of an initiate, and seems overly proud to do so, but pins them in a decidedly Roman style, gathering them at the shoulders and allowing them to drape from his torso in a toga-like effect.
History: Born of a Fey deserter and a mountain Herdsman, Orin was quick to learn that the pipes, and even his voice, held a power that he could use to accomplish many things. By singing, or by playing, he could control the flocks of his father, create strange light, and even scare off the wolves that threatened the flock! On the same day as the death of his Satyr mother, he left the mountain fastness that had been his home, and began his search for understanding, hoping to improve his gift.
The world he found was cruel and cold, with most turning from him due to his mixed heritage, but he was of a stubborn race, and raised by a father that would not bow down, even to the strength of a mountain, and he forced his way through, learning in spite of the roadblocks, and growing to have a true grasp of the basics of the bardic arts that impressed one of the local Masters. This Master, who's name was Anthurias, took the young Satyr into his confidence, and began to teach him the secrets, to share with him the true nature of the song mages. When Orin had learned enough, Anthurias arranged for his entry to the Academy, hoping that the teachers there would be able to assist the half-breed in unlocking the secrets of his Fey nature.
forgive me for my lack of knowladge, but what is a fey?
for everyones information, a Kuuta is a winged humanoide. They are immensly powerful in magic, even more than the Furyons. They are a very peaceful race, and communicate with tellepathy. they never speak, only sing, and their voice is well... undiscribable.
an assassin is a race of humanoids who have the ability to tellaport. they are faster than many races, beign able to sprint at 50mph. they are oftin looked down on because of their line of work, but they are much nicer than they sound.
if you want to use an assassin or a Kuuta, ask me. i will tell you more about htem there.
for everyones information, a Kuuta is a winged humanoide. They are immensly powerful in magic, even more than the Furyons. They are a very peaceful race, and communicate with tellepathy. they never speak, only sing, and their voice is well... undiscribable.
an assassin is a race of humanoids who have the ability to tellaport. they are faster than many races, beign able to sprint at 50mph. they are oftin looked down on because of their line of work, but they are much nicer than they sound.
if you want to use an assassin or a Kuuta, ask me. i will tell you more about htem there.
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I'll be right over
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*slipping in under Pap*
I'll be along directly, but my character will not need an introduction by anyone else.
Glad to join you once again, Doc.
I'll be along directly, but my character will not need an introduction by anyone else.
Glad to join you once again, Doc.
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