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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 14, 2021 3:36:45 GMT -5
(hawk, quick question, would I be able to use a recently (like within the past hundred years) extinct species? I kind of wanted to do a thylacine, but I wanted to run it past you first.)
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 14, 2021 4:22:34 GMT -5
okay I'm going to make more (probably an enban knight or a servant or something other than a commoner. maybe a prince at some point but I'm not super interested in king/queen roles) but here r my first two. I hope they're okay hawk! let me know if anything needs to be changed)
Name: Kayan Stone
Description: A well built hyena, Kayan is unusually tall and scarred all over, one particularly large scar traveling down the side of his dark muzzle and over his mouth. He tends to have to tilt his head to look down at those that aren't typically tall species. He has light brown eyes that twinkle when he laughs. His teeth seem a little too big for him, a small overtime causing them to jut out of his mouth and over his lower lip, though when he grins it makes him appear far more sinister. Most of his fur is a light brown with darker spots scattered over his back, with a paler stomach, chest and throat and dark arms and legs from the elbow down. A line of longer, thicker fur travels down his spine and to his fluffy tail, and he stands with a slight hunchback. He tends to wear a simple linen shirt and brown leather pants and boots with a satchel slung over his shoulder.
Age: Kayan is 22 years old.
Kingdom and Rank: Eden, commoner
Personality: Though he seems the type to be a sleazy, rude, and bossy kind of guy, Kayan is actually pretty decent. Though he is a fan of joke flirting, or just flirting with someone to mess with them. Not afraid to speak his mind, he can come off a little harsh. He doesn't go out of his way to start fights, but he won't take sass from anyone that's looking for one. He's got a bit of a soft spot for old folks, though he'll put on a front so people don't notice, but in a different vein he isn't particularly a fan of children or young teenagers. Especially rude ones. Stereotypically, he loves a good joke, and his laugh is reminiscent of the traditional hyena cackle, though that's only off-putting the first few times someone hears it. He's a surprisingly good cook for someone of his lifestyle and once he gets close to someone he likes to show his affection by making them the nicest meals he can with whatever resources he has. Despite no desire to start fights, he tends to taunt people into doing things of questionable legality, though if they've recently met he views it as a bonding experience.
Likes/Dislikes: He has an aversion to water above his knees and somewhat distrust big cats more than other species. However he has a huge sweet tooth so even big cats can quickly get on his good side by playing to that part of him.
Weapon(s): His main weapon is a roughly four foot long kanabō, though he rarely ever uses it and it's mostly for intimidation purposes, or to lean on it when he's feeling too lazy to stand properly. His secondary weapons are his teeth.
Background: While he'd love to make up stories about how he got all his scars to shock people, they're actually just from falling down a bramble covered cliff as a young pup. The longer than average thorns combined with having soft young skin and thin fur at the time meant the wounds ended up a lot worse than they would've on a more grown hyena. Though some of them - including the large one on his muzzle - are from street fights, he'll tell those who ask that they're all from great battles. Though he seems like he's a street orphan, his parents are alive and well, he was just a rebellious teenager that made a point of leaving home and living wild.
Other: He hasn't labeled his sexuality, though he's interested in anyone that's interested in him.
SN: katzu
Name: Alin Silva
Description: Alin is a raccoon shorter than average with large, dark eyes. Though he tries to keep his fur well groomed, his pelt is usually a bit messy and tangled, especially on his tail. His ears are larger than usual and incredibly soft, due to them being the spot he usually takes the most care of grooming wise. He tends to wear a soft black woolen cloak without a hood, clipped at his collar with a silver brooch containing a small green gemstone, with a pale shirt and dark pants underneath. Despite their simple appearance, his clothes have many conveniently hidden pockets. Due to being a climber, he goes barefoot.
Age: He is only 18 years old.
Kingdom and Rank: Greenwood, commoner
Personality: Alin likes to keep to himself, having never stuck with anyone for too long. He finds that jumping between social groups helps him from staying long enough to mess up and disappoint anyone, in his opinion. This anxiety when making new friends makes it difficult for him to open up, often being monotonous and quiet for the first few times meeting people. Even when they get close, he's unlikely to relax for a long while. However, he is very caring when he finally integrates himself, and loves to give his friends little gifts and trinkets whenever he finds things that makes him think of them. Not to mention, he's incredibly loyal.
Likes/Dislikes: He likes being in high places, such as on rooftops, balconies, or windowsills, and enjoys wandering through markets to see what interesting things he can find. He likes to collect broken things, especially if they shine. Alin despises anyone haughty or typically "up themselves", especially if they treat others as lesser beings.
Weapon(s): His only weapon is a pair of karambit he keeps tucked well hidden under his cloak, though he rarely has to use them.
Background: Despite not having a typically troubled background without being orphaned, Alin never had a good relationship with his parents, so he chose to leave home as young as he could. His parents had both been royal servants, his mother an advisor, though due to some "dishonest activity" they were forced out of the court. Just another reason he doesn't like to associate with them, nor others from the royal court.
Other: Alin is homosexual, though he is usually averse to flirting with people even if he is interested, and gets flustered when aware someone is flirting with him.
SN: katzu
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 14, 2021 21:30:06 GMT -5
(NB characters are allowed and I'll allow a thylacine  I will add all the other characters) |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 14, 2021 22:21:31 GMT -5
(Couple of starters plus will try and make a few more characters for Amazonia and The Frozen Lands)
Greenwood:
Calvin found himself wandering through the castle halls. He had some free time and was making the most of it before his father found something for him to do. He savored the moments where he could be alone with his thoughts. There was so much going on not just within their borders but outside as well. The bandits were causing them trouble and the soldiers near the Shining Eden border worried him as well.
Whitney was leaning out the window and just admiring her surroundings. She considered going out later for a walk around the garden. It was such a nice day out after all.
Kenai sat down against the wall and sighs. He had just been fired and now was out of a job! "Just great." He mumbled wondering what he could do now. There were a few options but he was still bummed.
Shining Eden: Salem mutters to himself as he watched one of his patients walk off to hopefully rest. Shaking his head, he lets out a sigh wondering why the larger mammals had to be such cry babies or always hurting themselves to prove their strength.
Nova was kicking a ball in the courtyard. There weren't anything messages to send and that bored her. However, she wanted to linger in the castle just in case.
Cleo wanders around the city not going anywhere particular. She wanted to kill some time and possibly by a few clothes and items for her place. Cleo smiles as she watches everyone move about. Some animals disliked cities but Cleo loved all the hustle and bustle. |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 14, 2021 22:35:29 GMT -5
Name: Colby Mangana
Description: Colby, a thylacine, is the type to draw eyes in a crowded room. He stands at about 5'5" and is thin but muscular. He typically wears something eye-catching, though his fashion sense changes quite frequently.
Age: Colby is 22
Kingdom and Rank: Colby is a Greenwood Nobleman.
Personality: Colby is eccentric and fun loving. He is a natural born flirt and doesn't really care what others think about him. He is relatively sheltered from the more major issues going on, as he doesn't typically immerse himself in everyday news. He likes to run at night so as to stay in shape, as he doesn't typically do anything else too physical.
Likes/Dislikes: Colby likes running, theatrics, drinking and flirting. He dislikes people that try to tell him what to do, war and being mistaken for some sort of canine.
Weapon(s): Colby is pretty handy with a boomerang, which he often likes to show off to the ladies.
Background: Colby, the son of an extremely rich nobleman, grew up expected to fit societal norms. He didn't really care, however, and spent his time throwing himself into whatever struck his fancy. When he was a teen, he thought he wanted to be an actor. When he realized he didn't have the affinity for that, he turned to archery. After maybe a dozen different hobbies, Colby found a love for using boomerangs due to how few people actually knew how to use them properly.
SN: firestar2424
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 14, 2021 23:00:19 GMT -5
John John walked along the castle hall, his mind buzzing. He had just gotten out of a briefing on recent military activity along the Shining Eden border and he was concerned to say the least. Although he had been in many fights, he had never fought in a major battle, let alone a full blown war. He kept walking, his eyes absently staring at the ground while he continued to ponder the situation. As he rounded the corner, he nearly lost his balance as he bumped into someone. He looked up. To his horror, he realized he had just collided with the prince. John quickly dropped to one knee. "A thousand apologies, your highness!" he apologized, averting his gaze. "Please, forgive my clumsiness. It shan't happen again." |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 15, 2021 1:42:34 GMT -5
Alistair The king sat on his throne, his fingers dancing across the hilt of his blade. He studied the ornate designs of his sword as he often did. Alistair had just gotten out of a meeting with a few of his advisors, trying to devise the most effective course of action for their economic troubles. The lion parted his massive jaws in a yawn, a loud sigh escaping him as he exhaled. As of right now, it seemed that their simplest solution was to carry through with an invasion of Greenwood and attempt to seize their major trading routes. He was hesitant to give the order, however, as he knew it was risky. "Their individual armies are no match for us," He said to himself, trying to come to a decision. "But this damned alliance will certainly give Greenwood a numbers advantage. We'll need to win before Amazonia has time to send reinforcements or launch a counter attack, which means either attempting to take Mosshaven and force them to face us head on, or we target those stupid Blackthorns and force them to comply." |
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Post by rat on May 15, 2021 5:37:02 GMT -5
here's my nb one!)
Name: Ira Cohenn
Description: This moose is, to put it bluntly, built like a tank. Broad shouldered and tall, with antlers that only increase their stature, Ira doesn't have any problem with using their intimidating build to their advantage. One antler is slightly chipped, missing a few points and with a small crack down one side, though the reason for this is unknown. Their thick pelt is plenty warm enough for the cold, so when not in uniform they stick to light fabric robes.
Age: 28
Kingdom and Rank: The Frozen Lands, Royal Protector
Personality: Though they certainly have the capability to boss people around and take control, Ira is very reserved, preferring to only speak when spoken to. Though when presented with stupidity they're inclined to anger. They respect authority, but are not so loyal they wouldn't question some decisions, but in most cases they keep their mouth shut. Of course, like anyone with a soul, Ira enjoys a good laugh, though supposedly it's been years since anyone managed to illicit more than a light chuckle and a smirk. They're very work driven, never slacking off, even if they have to push themselves past their limits, which can be a problem if they do it too often.
Likes/Dislikes: Ira can always appreciate a fine piece of art, and often will be seen in the castle halls simply staring at paintings hanging on the walls. Because of their kingdom's more traditional stance, they tend to dislike species that populate Shining Eden, and in turn also dislike warm, desert conditions, though that may just be due to overheating.
Weapon(s): Ira's sole weapon is a sturdy Zweihänder roughly 80 inches in length, that spends most of its time resting on their shoulder, again adding to the intimidation factor.
Background: Ira was born in the palace to a servant woman - who is now deceased of old age - and has spent their entire life there, training for their position. They rarely leave the castle so are somewhat sheltered, though not entirely ignorant of matters outside the palace.
Other: They are a genderblind bisexual, though so far show no interest in romance even when they are on the recieving end.
SN: katzu
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 15, 2021 20:29:22 GMT -5
rat I don't think Ira and Sigulf are gonna get along well lol)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 15, 2021 20:34:49 GMT -5
(lol. Sigulf is gonna straight up not have a good time)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 15, 2021 20:51:25 GMT -5
(every joke that doesn't land is gonna slowly kill him on the inside.)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 15, 2021 22:13:41 GMT -5
Calvin sees John and waves his hand. "It's all right." He said with a wave of his hand. "How are you doing?" Calvin asked moving his hands into his pant pockets. Calvin didn't know John personally but he knew that this brave knight was the reason his sister was safe.
"We need to hit them fast or convince Amazonia to back off!" One of the advisers was a white rhino who looked ready for a fight. A female warthog shakes her head. "After the last conflict I doubt they will listen. Has anyone heard back from any of our spies? We could try and cause conflict within their courts!" A gruff looking Cape Buffalo simply snorts. "Those woodland hippes are no match for us!"
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 15, 2021 22:17:03 GMT -5
(Testing out new title)
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 15, 2021 22:24:37 GMT -5
Cleo hears the bellow of a hyena and couldn't help but shiver. She shouldn't judge but hyenas freaked her out a little. Thier laugh sent a shiver down her spine and didn't help most were a little shady. "Maybe they found something funny." Cleo muttered to herself.
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Post by bloodrosepelt on May 15, 2021 22:42:08 GMT -5
yo)
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 15, 2021 23:18:01 GMT -5
John "I'm doing as well as I can, sir." John replied, slowly rising to a standing position. John hadn't completely put his previous thoughts out of his mind and the panther brushed the dust from his knee before continuing. "I pray that these recent troop movements along the border are simply for show. Our people have prospered in these recent years and I would hate to see that be ruined by king Alistair's insatiable power lust." Alistair Alistair thought as he half-listened to the bickering of his advisors. He saw the logic in attempting to sow dissent in their courts, but he feared such a scheme would prove fruitless in the short-run. "A false flag attack against the Frozen Lands could prove effective." He stated. "They might not like us, but surely they would align themselves with us if they thought Greenwood or Amazonia had raided them unprovoked." |
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Post by Hawkeyes258 on May 15, 2021 23:30:55 GMT -5
(Hey Blood)
Calvin frowns at his words and shrugs his shoulders. "We can only hope but I know that cat won't stop until Greenwood is his." He had personally met up with Allstar a few times and found the lion rather obnoxious. "If things get bad, my father suggests a royal envoy to discuss things peacefully." He hoped that wouldn't come to be. Why his father suggested such an idea in the first place was beyond him.
"Perhaps." One of the advisers said rubbing his chin. "We could outfit soldiers or hire mercenaries to dress in Greenwood colors or wave their banner!"
Amazonia:
Saber growls to himself as he watches his soldiers train. Earlier, he got caught up in some royal court politics and that only soured his mood. Saber understood fighting and power. Truthfully, he wished to be out on the field showing the other kingdoms the power of Amazonia! "Watch your swing! To much power and you won't be able to control that axe!" He yelled to one of the soldiers.
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 15, 2021 23:31:34 GMT -5
[Kayan, Shining Eden, City Hawkeyes258] Their conversation finished, Kayan drifted through the streets, most smaller species quickly moving out of his way, and even larger, more powerful ones giving him looks. One animal in particular stared at him as he passed, to the point he was almost offended. He slowed to a halt a few feet away, giving her a look in return. "You know, it's rude to stare." Fire the Watcher of the vale if you like I can put up a starter for Ira so we can have some interactions between them and Sigulf) hi bloodrosepelt!) |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 15, 2021 23:42:18 GMT -5
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 15, 2021 23:50:24 GMT -5
[Ira, The Frozen Lands, Palace, Fire the Watcher of the vale] Ira drifted through the halls, having been sent on their break by the nobles who insisted their protective services were not needed at this time. They were never one to argue over petty matters, so they went. Now they were instead spending their time wandering aimlessly, somewhat unlike themselves, but not entirely sure what to do with themselves in the meantime. Perhaps a walk through the frosty courtyard would do them good; they'd been inside for almost three days straight without so much as an open window or a moment alone on a balcony to feel the snow on their skin. |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 16, 2021 1:39:09 GMT -5
John John gave Calvin a slightly frustrated look. "That sounds more like formality than anything." He stated. He didn't think that the brutish lion would listen to reason or compromise. "What we really need is someone to put cold steel through that mongrel's chest. Maybe then we could all get a rest." He adjusted his armor, which was pinching his hip. "Do you think Amazonia will stand with us if there is a war? They must be as tired of all this as we are." Alistair "aye, but if we used our own men, they'd clearly tell just by which animals were attacking." Alistair pointed out. "We have to try and hire from within Greenwood. They don't even have to be real soldiers, even common criminals would do. We tell them we'll pay them after the job's done. Then we warn the frostbitten morons about the attack so we build trust with them and won't have to pay the attackers." Sigulf "And so she turned to me and she said, That's not a polar bear, that's my mother!" The other soldiers Sigurd was talking to broke out laughing, their chorus of chuckles echoing down the halls. One of the soldiers patted him on the back as they headed back on their rounds. Instead of following in suit, Sigulf reached into his pocket and took a sip from his waterskin. "That's some strong stuff right there." He sputtered as he once again concealed the waterskin. |
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 16, 2021 1:39:40 GMT -5
(sorry for up and vanishing on y'all. I got caught up in something)
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 16, 2021 11:25:40 GMT -5
[Ira, The Frozen Lands, Palace, Fire the Watcher of the vale] The chorus of laughter reached Ira's ears, alerting them of the other soldiers presence before they caught sight of them. As they rounded the corner the sight of one just finishing tucking away a waterskin that was certainly not filled with water alerted them to what kind of people these soldiers were. Or at least, that one in particular. They quickened their pace as they approached, hoping to pass him by before he spoke. Drunkards never did get along with them very well. |
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Post by bloodrosepelt on May 16, 2021 14:24:17 GMT -5
Amazonia:
Shu Jo slowly walked up Saber, his staff clicking on the ground with each step. With a chuckle he looked at the training soldiers and said," Show by example, you should. Learn better from being shown, they would." Turning his head to look up at the general and smirked. "Besides bad for the throat yelling is." He said in a playing tone.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on May 16, 2021 17:46:36 GMT -5
Sigulf Sigulf turned as he heard footsteps and spotted Ira almost jogging down the hall. Had it been a smaller animal, such a pace would seem relatively uneventful, but with Ira's hulking posture, Sigurd couldn't help but laugh. "We aught to use you as a battering ram!" The intoxicated wolf called out, already laughing at his own joke. As Ira moved closer, Sigulf raised his arms up to exaggeratedly cover his head. "If you're gonna kill me, just know it'd be a moose-stake!" He started laughing again, his lame pun sounding hilarious to his drunk mind. |
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don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on May 16, 2021 18:11:11 GMT -5
[Ira, Fire the Watcher of the vale] They looked down at the soldier, judging him severely. "You are the height of comedy. Have you nothing better to do than drink on the job?" Though they had to admit, the pun made them internally smile, but they wouldn't ever let that show. |
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I will add all the other characters)