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TearsoftheWorld

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Name: Lealle Laeranir
Character Nickname(s): Lina
Gender: Female
Age: 29
Race: Human
Relatives: Father, mother, and a younger sister.
Occupation: Royal Guard of the military, in command of one of the five Ladesian outposts.
Title / Rank: Field Marshal

Physical Qualities / Appearance: Humans tend to be of an average make, although there are those who tend to be either extremely shorter than most or far taller. Such is not the case with Lealle and her family. Lealle stands at roughly 5 feet 8 inches, although in her officers regalia she appears 6 feet tall. Ladesian military regulations stipulate that she must maintain a certain body type, so with regular exercise and a strict diet she keeps physically fit, weighing in at 129 pounds. While she might be seen as intimidating to some, she is very graceful and at her core she has her needs. Much like her mother Lealle is fair of face with no blemishes or signs of scarring, and yet curiously enough she has a set of different color eyes: one of deep gray and the other a dark blue. Shiny black hair adorns her head and falls just shy of her shoulders, a few bangs falling in front of her face, and the rest tucked behind her ears. Lealle has a pair of large, full breasts that have naturally attracted the eyes of most of the male soldiers that she works with closely, although few would approach her in any sexual manner.

Clothing: For the majority of her life in service Lealle has only known one thing: the more suited you are for battle the better your chances of survival. As such the Ladesian military has different battle gear for each soldier class. As a Field Marshal Lealle is entitled to the more ‘elegant’ and also more powerful equipment. The Field Marshal Aegis is a set specifically designed for that particular class and consists of a golden lamellar faceguard, golden chest plate, gold pauldrons, gloves, boots and legplates. Officers of the various branches carry an insignia that displays their allegiance to the monarchy on their shoulder, and a dark blue cloak is wrapped around the back.

If Lealle isn’t in her Aegis set she can usually be seen wearing a long shirt, the hem of which falls a bit below the belt. Fine patterns adorn the tunic, and is a piece of clothing usually reserved for nobility. She wears a normal belt that holds up her loose pants, and smooth black boots are on her feet.

Weapon: She carries a swiftblade nicknamed the Frostguard. While not a ’legendary’ sword, it is nonetheless of great importance and has a history all of its own. The sword came into her possession after her outpost successfully slaughtered a marauding caravan of Orcs. Apparently the Orc caravan had pillaged an ancient city of the Elves and brought with them long forgotten treasures. Lealle took for her own the Frostguard, and it has been in her keeping ever since.

Miscellaneous Items / Trinkets: Officer Insignia, a silver bracelet that she wears around her wrist, and a turquoise pendant that she wears around her neck. A gem inlaid knife is usually worn around her belt, a gift from a close friend of her family.

Personality: There are certain traits that one needs in order to succeed in life. While each person is different and unique in the own way, excelling at one whereas someone else excels at another, Lealle has developed into a woman that practically combines all the traits into one. She has grown up to respect her elders while still being reckless enough to make her own choices and discover the consequences. Such recklessness can be seen by others as courage, owing to the fact that the Human Spirit is filled with pride and determination and foolhardy as well.

In any case, despite her seriousness and dedication to her duty, Lealle is fairly cheerful, carrying a smile on her face. And yet she has been known for her fits of unexplained aggression and violence, and mood swings of depression where you would find more cheer in a graveyard. Perhaps she is starting to wear thin…

Background / History: The Laeranir family is one of the few families in Ladesa that contains some Elvish blood, although the amount is practically negligible. Her great-grandfather was one of the masons that helped design and construct the current Castle Keep, and as such her family has retained a certain ‘status’ among the nobility. Her father, Adeled, is the current scribe of the King while her mother, Temaia, is one of the Queens chosen handmaidens. It was only fitting that Lealle choose a path for herself that bound her to her country, and so she chose a life of military service. It is more than likely that her current rank in the military could be attributed to her ties to the monarchy, but she has proven herself on more than one occasion to be a tactical genius and overall strong defender of the regions. Currently she is stationed on one of the five regional outposts, those being the first line of defense to the country.

History of Ladesa: Humanity had evolved in many ways over the centuries. In fact, there soon became apparent splits within the species, one of which evolved on its own to become the fabled Elvish race. While not immortal, the Elves were nonetheless more mystical than their human counterparts. Each race grew stronger, more technologically advanced, and yet more spiteful of the other. Wars broke out, and in time each race was brought to the brink of annihilation. It is a sad fact that tragedy often brings people together, and so from the ashes of the many wars the two began to finally work together. Society recovered, and currently both races exist somewhat peacefully on the planet.

The Humans founded Ladesa, a thriving center of culture and human ingenuity, a realm devoted to the Light and towards ethical studies, while the Elves fortified themselves in Gaia. There are various cities and regions between each two power poles, but hegemony so far has been preserved. As it stands, Ladesa is divided into two main parts: the main town which holds various shops and markets, pubs and inns, etc. It is here that most of the trading takes place. The other sector is the fortified zone that holds the Keep and a handful of ornate Towers that house the Mages, Clerics, and Warlocks. The King and Queen take up abode in the Keep, but have been known to make their way in secret to the village to mingle with the commoners.
 
This is an open thread for any would-be adventurers. Your first post should include a description of your character, although it doesn’t have to be as long as I have done… I was just bored and made a big bio post =)

Anyways, this will hopefully a long story filled with adventure, sorrow, joy, pain, and even some very heated moments (since this is the SRP sextion heehee) so I'd hope that for the most part the posts will be at least a paragraph or so (being 3 sentences or more =P)

You can PM me if you have any questions, otherwise post up ^_^
 
I may join, just because I <3 the song of the same name =P The only real thing preventing me from joining is the fact that I don't want to slow people down with my occasionly sporatic posting...
 
The Adventure

Name; Ringleaf
Gender; Male
Race; Halfbreed (Mother human/Father Elf)
Relatives; none
Occupation; Archer, Hunter, Tracker
Title/Rank; outcast

Ringleaf is a halfbreed and is tall and slender at 6'4", weight 175, Long blonde hair and at times looks almost white and is worn in a braid. Light blue eyes. Long of limbs and a slender build he is strong, willowy and supple. Is in good health. He has the eyes and hearing of an elf and is next to no man as a bowman. he best archer, hunter and tracker in Ladesa by his own account.

He is dressed for life in the wood. Dark brown pants and tunic, brown leather vest and soft brown leather boots. His most prized posession is a forest green cloak and hood that reaches almost to his knees. He carries his bow and quiver of arrows. On his belt he has a long sharp two edged knife and a regular hunting knife. His leather pack carries his supplies and his few personal items. over his pack is a weather proof leather sheet and a thick woven wool blanket.

It is said that his parents were killed because of thier love for each other and their halfbreed son. He was orphaned at eight and an archer in the kings army caught me stealing and nearly broke my back when he caught me. He raised me along with his other sons. He was the marsh warden and he taught all his sons how to be hunters and trackers and the use of the bow. I liked the bow and even at a young age I had become very good in it's use.

When it came time for me to enter the service of the king as member of his army at 16, I fled away to the deep woods where I have lived for the these past ten years. I have lived off the land and what little supplies I needed I traded with the Ladesian Outposts. I had sort of a base camp where I kept my extra equipment, but stayed away as much as possible.

I came to the attention of the of the commander of one of the outposts that I was trading with for some salt and a pair of new pants.
 
hope this is okay!


Mya lives in a little secluded forest grove in the Gaian woodlands. Mya's mother was an elf, who was raped and impregnated by an evil band of forest faeries. Mya can pass for an elf in the human lands, but nowhere inside Gaia Proper. She stands at an even five feet tall. She has long flowing brown hair, though some of her hair is the color of silver and gold, which makes it sparkle and seem to glow. Her skin is a deep tan, her almond-shaped eyes a deep emerald green. The translucent wings sprouting from her shoulderblades don't allow her to fly, and she has no real control over them, but they mostly move according to her mood. She usually wears a simple little slip, made of elfsilk that can never be stained or torn. She has robes that she wears when she enters human cities, covering herself and her wings. If her mother taught her anything it was that human men were easily attracted by young elfin females.

Mya tends to the little lives of her grove, helping the plants grow, the creatures copulate, all life continuing on its grand cycle in spite of war and chaos and blood. Here... there was peace.
 
This sounds like a fun thread:). I'm in if you'll have me and I'll post my Bio tomorrow morning after I flesh it out a bit more in my head.
 
Wyldfire said:
This sounds like a fun thread:). I'm in if you'll have me and I'll post my Bio tomorrow morning after I flesh it out a bit more in my head.

Sure, and might I add I absolutely adore your avatar ^_^
 
Name: Abel Falco
Character Nickname(s): Abe
Gender: Male
Age: 47
Race: Human
Relatives: Father(deceased) Mother(deceased)
Occupation: Former Royal Executioner
Title / Rank: Mercenary

Physical Qualities / Appearance: 6' 4" built like a mountain. His arms and hands truly immense. His distinguished face with graying temples of otherwise jet black hair. Has a surprising bright cheerful face. When was early in his career was said his wards were killed by a angel. He never wore the executioners mask as saw his job as a worthy and respectful duty.

Clothing: Abel wears simple clothing of course peasant manufacture. His torso is covered in simple leather ring mail. With a simple iron helmet.


Weapon: His weapon of choice is a war hammer with a particularly nasty spike on opposite end of head. He still carried his broadsword that while seperated many heads from their shoulders is still bright and gleaming after all these years.

Miscellaneous Items / Trinkets: Abe carries a ladies handkerchief. As it was this favor and many tears that allowed him to look the other way as the last man to be executed by him stole away. The result was his being sacked and his current job search.

Personality: Abe is a man hard to label. While is capable of killing a condemned man without a second thought. Will tend a wounded animal till is well. He is extremely patriotic and a firm believer in law and justice. He feels guilt for allowing himself to be swayed and losing his postion. But there is much work in Ladesa for a man of his talents. And while not a miser is careful with money and far from poor. Only seeking work in hopes of finding the woman who touched his heart.

Background / History: His mother died in childbirth and his father was robbed and killed returning with fellow merchants when Abel was 18.
His father left him reasonabbly well off but he sought and found a way to mete out justice to bad men.
 
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Name: Rym (pronounced rhyme)
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Elf
Relatives: None
Occupation: Enchanter

Appearance: Tall and lanky with fair skin and light brown hair, Rym dresses in rich silks and linens. With a dozen trinkets hanging from his neck and a string of jewel stud earrings down each pointy ear. He wears a long cape that comes down to his knees and simple boots. He has an aura of competence about him.

History: an orphan from an orc raid, Rym was sent to the mage towers to be raised, as the humans weren't sure what to do with an elf. In his studies there Rym grew to be a veritable master at enchanting objects, a field of study rarely ventured into because it requires intricate spellwork and an abundance of patience.

He openned a small shop in the mage quarter where he sells his trinkets.

Abilities: Rym has a thorough grounding in the basics of magic. While he is not a battle mage he can summon a fireball or two when the chips are down and handles minor telekinesis quite well.

His enchants are another matter. His clothes are enchanted to be as strong as chainmail and as supple as silk . Around his neck and on his ears are baubles that keep him warm in the dankest cold, regenerate and reinvigorate, his ring can allow him to become invisible, and perhaps most important of all, one of his trinkets causes men and women around him to become aroused. It doesn't attract them to anyone in particular, but they do become aroused.
 
Name: Therra
Race: Halfbreed (Half human/ Half Orc)
Age: 26
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190 pounds
Hair Color: Bright red. (Worn in a crest like Mohawk.)
Eye Color: White pupils, green iris, The "white" of her eyes are black.
Skin tone: Mottled shades of flesh tone and shades of brown making an almost camouflage pattern.
Known Relatives: Father (Human deceased), Mother (Orc), 15 half siblings (5 "Litters")

Bio: Therra was born to her mother after a raid in which her father was taken as a prize of war. He didn't live long after Therra was conceived. The girl was raised amongst the Orcs but her human blood made her incapable of becoming an Orc warrior. Therra has made a niche for herself however as a "Highwayman". She learned the arts of thievery as well as the combat training all Orcs learn. She is petite for an Orc but well developed and rather stockily built for a human. She has dainty tusks that only barely protrude from her lips. To humans she is considered a handsome woman more than any sort of beautiful. To Orcs she is a strange beauty.

Clothing: Therra wears simple clothing. A brown leather jerkin, brown leather pants, A black hooded mantle with a long tail on the hood, a black heavy belt and sword belt and a variety of pouches, black leather gauntlets, and High black leather boots.

Weaponry: Therra uses a composite bow with a war quiver on her back, a dagger in each boot, Garrot sewn into the collar of her jerkin, and on her hips she wears a short heavy bladed sabre with a main gauche.

Equipment: Aside from her weapons Therra carries lock picks and other thieving tools for the disarming of traps and setting snares.

Personality: Therra has an outstanding personality for an Orc hybrid. She is capable of being sociable in human environments yet she is in her true form amongst Orcs. She can be comedic when she chooses to (If you don't mind Orcish humor).
 
Thank you all for signing up and I guess we can finally get this thing started.

I'll start up the first post in a little bit, but the thread is still open so if you want to join just place a bio here. ^_^
 
Name: Beatrix
Character Nickname(s): Beat, Tricks
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Race: Human
Relatives: Father (Deceased) Mother (Deceased) Sister (Missing)
Occupation: Wanderer
Title / Rank: Sargent in the local militia.

Physical Qualities / Appearance: Beatrix is a pretty young woman with shoulder-length hair and aqua blue eyes. Standing at only 5'2', she is petite. She has a slender and fit frame from her days in the militia.
Clothing: Standard adventuring clothes. Leather tunic and pants, light shoes and a green cloak.

Weapon: A normal, one handed sword.

Miscellaneous Items / Trinkets: None
Personality: Fun and spunky, she's the type of person that always see's the glass as half full. She tries to remain optimistic at all times and encourages others around her to do the same.

Background / History: Beatrix lived in a small village on the edge of known territory. The village was the victim of frequent Orc raids, and so it kept a regular standing militia. Beatrix was a soldier in this militia. During one raid, her sister was kidnapped by Orcs and her parents killed. She has chosen to follow them to both get her sister back and avenge her parents.
 
Hmmm... well you're a highwayman... er highwayorcette so I guess you could start off doing something along those lines. I doubt you would approach the encampment unless you had some business there but being a thief chances are I'd arrest you and place you in chains and get the toys out ^_^
 
TearsoftheWorld said:
Hmmm... well you're a highwayman... er highwayorcette so I guess you could start off doing something along those lines. I doubt you would approach the encampment unless you had some business there but being a thief chances are I'd arrest you and place you in chains and get the toys out ^_^

WooT! That might even be worth staying in the chains for:D.
 
Hey, are there slaves in the human city?

Just curious, writing up my first post.
 
Hmm, hadn't thought about that. My answer would be no, simply because Ladesa itself has become a kingdom devoted towards the Light and ethical/moral teachings. You could find slavery outside of the kingdom though.
 
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