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the three kingdoms of aqela once lived in harmony. they held festivals every day, with dancing and music and food, praising their gods and thanking them for the prosperity of their homes. life was good. but nothing ever seems to last. one day, great darkness passed over the skies of aqela, flying in from the east. no one knew where it had come from. it blotted out the sun and began to scorch the ground below; terrifying beasts, covered in scales and feathers, with the wings of bats and tails of scorpions. their guts spewed gas that ignited in blue flames when met with the air. they took over the empire of tatuaniki, the queen of the horde at the center. they began to massacre everyone inside, executing those who refused to bow to the minobrei queen. the land fell into despair as the beasts slowly spread outward, claiming more and more land, infecting the people with their venom that turned them into mindless slaves. the kingdoms of diadema and phyrisha tried to help, but their armies were slain effortlessly. the people cried for their gods to save them from the monstrous dictators, but nobody answered. or so they thought. a young man escaped from the village ukote of tatuaniki and fled to the woods of the northwest. there, he was approached by the draconic beast of cekena. the beast warned of the dangers to come but provided the man with a scroll and a golden ring, engraved with the runic name for the creation goddess. rhumdohr told the man that there were five other people, hailing from the villages of aqela; one from both o’rein and atella of diadema, a pair from palawe and okoyo of Phyrisha, and another person from mayndani, the brother village to the man’s own hometown. rhumdohr said that these people were being approached by the other gods as they spoke, and were each given a similar scroll and item marking them the Chosen of the gods. the scroll would show their connection, and they could communicate with one another through it. he told him to go to the nannet plains, where he would meet up with his other Chosen comrades. the man asked what the ring was for, but rhumdohr just smiled. “You’ll find out soon enough,” he said, and with that, he disappeared in a flash of warm sunbeams. the man slipped the ring over his finger and clutched the scroll to his chest, before starting off to the nannet plains, determination in his eyes. he had seen first hand what had enslaved his kingdom, and now he was going to rebel against it. he prayed to the gods everyone was ready for what was about to come. |
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there are three kingdoms of aqela, with two villages in each. the first of the kingdoms and the eldest is Diadema, also known as the crown jewel of aqela. they are the most powerful of the kingdoms, with the largest army. the two villages are O'rein and Atella. they are located near each other in the Niaknoll Woods, with O'rein being farther North than Atella. the second empire is Tatuaniki, nicknamed the hidden kingdom. they're a quiet and reclusive people, filled with scholars and artists. the two villages that reside inside the Balfait Mountains are Mayndani and Ukote. the third and final kingdom is Phyrisha, called the realm of the crescent island. the villages reside next to a strange island, shaped like a crescent moon. the two villages are Palawe and Okoyo. they're set in the Nannet Plains, where our adventurers must meet up. there will be a map added later. ~*~*~ the gods they worship come to the holy number of 6. the first god, and the holiest, is Cekena. she is the eldest, as she was the very first, born from the cosmic stardust that later formed aqela as we know it. she is the goddess of creation, childbirth, maternity, peace, tranquility, and familial love. her symbols include the lotus, golden ring, harp, scroll, honeybee, the lemniscate, and the dove. she appears as a young child of about nine, and she is always accompanied by her brother, Rhumdohr. every kingdom worships her, but the village that she favors most is Ukote. the second god, and therefore the second eldest, is Ynmos. They are the two-headed, eight-limbed diety of teamwork, decisions, marriage, justice, opportunity, punishment, and fear. they are the ones that go out and provide justice to the mortals of aqela. their symbols are the number fourteen, two crowns of thorns interlocking, bars of gold, a scale and swords, a key, and petunias. the sacred village that worships Ynmos is Atella. the third god is Boris, god of protection, the wild, beasts, forgiveness, humility, knowledge, exploration, the unknown, and music. he has the body of a bipedal boar with ram horns, and is often depicted with round spectacles. his symbols include the yldim (a pendant usually carved of stone or wood), a silver dagger, a shield, climbing ivy, an owl, and a lamp. he favors the village of Mayndani. the fourth deity is Esthyores, a being that shifts their appearance as much as they do gender. they are the god of wind, sexual love, freedom, storms, revenge, travel, and ice. their symbols are the samara, rose, trefoil, maple leaves, rainclouds, thunderbolts, and the bat. they favor the village of Palawe. the fifth god is Kreotl, a vengeful war spirit of spring, strength, war, mischief, deception, passion, and desire. she appears as a six-legged cervitaur, her body being that of a reindeer while her top half being a dark-skinned elven creature, with antlers protruding from her head. instead of a deer tail, a fox tail sprouts from her rump. her symbols are the spear, bear, vulpines, one-sided hammer, fire, snapdragon, and yellow iris. she is worshipped by the village of O'rein. the final god is Nemus, a calm deity. he is the god of the afterlife, rivers, the final death, judgment, wealth, sickness, sacrifice, and paternity. he appears as a tall being, cloaked in shadows with a raven mask covering his face. his skin is obsidian black with hues of purple and blue. nubian goat horns curl from his head. his symbols include the raven, vulture, blindfold, skull, scythe, chrysanthemum, and snuffed candle. the village that favors him is Okoyo. references to the gods will be added later. ~*~*~ the creatures that infect the land are unknown to aqela. they have been deemed "minobrei", terrible beasts from across the harpshaw sea. they have the build of lions, with wolfish heads and faces. red scales cover their body, with crests of feathers atop their heads. dark bat-like wings sprout from their shoulders, and their thick bodies end in long scorpion-like tails. their claws and teeth are wickedly sharp and can pierce human flesh like butter. they are thought to be closely related to another beast that resides on aqela, the kelrbos, which is a type of bat wolf that spits venom from its fangs. references to both the minobrei and kelrbos will be added later. ~*~*~ each Chosen person is of mortal origins; there is no godly blood running through their veins. however, because they have been chosen by the gods to stop the minobrei, they have been gifted one object each that is influenced by their diety's power. it can appear as a normal, everyday object, but its power can vary depending on the god's own powers. for instance; the god Boris may gift a flute that has the ability to charm those who hear its music, while Kreotl may gift a deer's antler that can grow limb-binding roots in a five-foot radius. |
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alrighty, now that all of that lore stuff is out of the way, i humbly welcome you to my very new (and very underdeveloped) roleplay; Pantheon of Aqela! before we may begin, i must ask you to carefully read the rules below. remember; read them CAREFULLY! credits to Interstellar Sun for helping me build the plot! love ya installer <3 Links Discussion Roleplay ~*~*~ 1. Follow all of WP's rules, even if you don't like them! 2. There is to be only one character per person. I would like there to be six participants in total, including myself! 3. The gods will be NPCs, and will not actually be a part of the roleplay (as in, they won't be chatting with you). However, they're still a very big part of the roleplay, obviously! 4. This fantastical roleplay will be set in medieval times, meaning no hoodies or sweatpants on your character. There will also be injuries, hunger, and possible death! 5. If you would like to physically fight with another character, please contact the person in PMs before engaging so that you may determine the winner. 6. Please, do not control someone else's character. If I catch you doing this, you will get a warning, and if you do it again, I will have no choice but to kick you from the roleplay. 7. This will be a literate roleplay, so 4-5 paragraphs with proper grammar, spacing, and punctuation, please! 8. If you have any questions about the world, gods, or the minobrei, please don't hesitate to ask me in PMs! |
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cekena's chosen The Dragonborn || aurelien thibaut || male || 22 || golden ring || pg. 1 ynmos's chosen Wild Side || azalea tonorios || female || 20 || key || pg. 1 boris's chosen queen. || erebus zuko || male || 18 || compass || pg. 1 esthyores's chosen AppleBottomJeans || mallorie kavette || female || 27 || obsidian ring || pg. 4 kreotl's chosen AxeBlade || kiran || male || 28 || antler dagger || pg. 2 nemus's chosen Polaris || cam aston || female || 16 || raven feather || pg. 1 ~*~*~ name age gender (pronouns) sexuality race / ethnicity chosen deity occupation (prior to minobrei) || personality physical appearance clothing accessories object of power weapon(s) || history relationships || roleplay example |
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name aurelien chevalier thibaut nickname(s) aure, lien, chev age 22 years old [ February 11th ] gender male (he/him/his) sexuality closeted homosexual race/ethnicity caucasian, french origins chosen deity cekena occupation a bard, specifically a musical composer ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾✠☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ appearance aurelien is a tall young man, reaching a staggering height of 7'6" and weighing at about 210 pounds. his body is that of a sturdy rectangle, with a few sweet curves to his forearms and calves. his legs are longer than his torso, aiding in his almost deer-like appearance. his fingers are skinny, and several callouses dot his palms. his face shape is that of an oval, with a softer jawline and low cheekbones. his skin tone is a light cream with warmer undertones, like warm golden rays. flecks of dark freckles are scattered in no particular pattern across his shoulders and nose. his hooded, powdery blue eyes are speckled with darker hues, reminding one of the summer skies. they're framed with light lashes, and crowned with thin and slightly arched eyebrows. his lips are bow-shaped and are a light peachy color, and are almost always pursed in thought. a curly mop of dirty blonde hair reaches just below his earlobes, messily styled as if he ran his fingers through his hair once and decided it looked decent. a single curl falls in his face and to the right, and it never lays down flat. he has a clean-shaven face due to not very fertile hair glands. clothing his clothing choice is very plain, as one would say. he prefers lighter and cooler colors to the darks and warms. a thin white shirt underneath a sleeved periwinkle blue surcoat with a leather belt and silver clasps adorns his body, with white pants and black leather boots. during the colder of the nights, he wraps himself in his father's old fur-lined coat. accessories a simple sliver chain hangs around his neck, tucked into his shirt. a leather satchel hangs over his shoulder, filled with salted meat, a leather-bound notebook, quill, jar of ink, and a flask filled with water. his scroll also resides in here, tucked neatly in a few rabbit furs. his notebook is his most prized possession, and he very rarely shows the insides to others. in fact, no one except his mother and risette knows what's in there. if you touch his notebook, be prepared to have your hands chopped off. object of power a golden ring engraved with doves and lotuses, along with a strange rune that he can't read. it feels warm to the touch. weapon(s) aurelien is a more peaceful type, and he prefers to stay out of fights. however, since he's going up against a horde of fire-breathing, mind-controlling beasts, he thought he should bring his father's old silver sword. there are rubies encrusted on the handle, showing off the thibaut's noble heritage. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾✠☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ personality aurelien is a quiet and gentle soul. he's soft-spoken and is a true neutral, preferring to do whatever he feels without much influence from others around him. he has a flat expression most of the time, and this can cause him to be unapproachable. however, despite this, he is quite kind if someone were to begin talking to him. he seems to never be able to find the right words and often becomes embarrassed when he stutters (as he does when he's nervous), and tends to shut down and become reclusive. however, he'll eventually come out of this mood and will continue on as if nothing happened. aurelien prefers the quiet stillness of his own thoughts to the conversations of others, but won't hesitate to come out of his daydreams to discuss things he finds important. he has been described as a deep thinker, and will often drift off in thought, even during intense situations. because of this, his body will often go on autopilot, moving and doing things without his full consciousness. he has an iron will and won't allow any to pull him from the path he treks, often shutting them out if they say something he does not want to hear, much to their dislike. be warned; he doesn't do this to try and hurt anyone's feelings, he just doesn't want to question his beliefs and his thoughts to be infected with someone else's. he believes he is right and will stand by his decisions 'til the very end. some have described him as stubborn, and they may very well be correct. if someone pushes back, he'll list all of the ways they're wrong without holding back, perhaps even throwing in a couple of insults about their intelligence along the way. despite his quiet and somewhat rude demeanor, he has retained his almost innocent wonder from his childhood. this can distract him at the worst of times, causing his brain to hop from one train of thought to the next with no hesitation. he finds nature, specifically avian creatures, fascinating. in his free time, he can be found catching small birds and humanely studying them (ie drawing them and trying to map out their anatomy just by looking at them), watching butterflies flit to and fro, and convincing bats to swoop closer overhead by tossing dead crickets into the air. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾✠☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ strengths his perseverance is what drives him, along with his iron will and indifference to other's opinions about him and his own thoughts. he is quite intelligent and knows about several herbs, including ones that have healing properties and ones that have much more negative ones. weaknesses aurelien is not very much the athletic type, preferring to stick to the back during conflict and aid in battle by helping teammates and throwing tips at them. he is not easily approachable, as mentioned before, and can come across as obnoxious to some. due to some traumatic experiences as a child, when confronted with specific things, he can freeze up and won't be able to function properly. likes aurelien enjoys the smell of firewood burning, high places, singing, drawing, his mother dislikes he dislikes the company of strangers and those who disagree with his methods, loud and sudden noises, large canines, the dark, kelrbos ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾✠☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ family and relationships with others flavius, his father. he died at the claws of the minobrei, leaving him and his mother to fend for themselves. mirabelle, his mother, was a kind and gentle older woman. unfortunately, she rarely had time for her only son and hired a housemaid to take care of him. risette, the housemaid of the thibauts. since the age of 5, aurelien was raised and cared for by risette, who became something like a second mother to him. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾✠☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ background aurelien was an intelligent child. growing up as the only son and rightful heir to the thibaut's name, he was highly important, and he knew it. his family was close to the king of tatuaniki, so they were pretty much both feared and revered in their town of ukote. his father was something of a scholar, both confident in his abilities and his work. he was a cowardly sort, and hardly cared for his family, rather going out with his fellow nobles and hanging out at the local pub. his mother was far more gentle and kind, both horribly overworked. when aurelien turned five, she hired a housemaid to care for the young boy, as mirabelle herself rarely could look after him. as he grew older, so did aurelien's insatiable hunger for more knowledge and power. but then, the minobrei came. flavius, aurelien's father, was the first to spot them. he cried out in fear and attempted to run, but they struck him down with ease. mirabelle and risette hid, and aurelien fled himself. he escaped ukote, and fled to the niaknoll woods. now, however, he regrets his decision. how could he have left his mother and housemaid so easily, without a second thought? was he really becoming his father, who went out of his way to ignore him? something changed inside aurelien that day, and his outlook on life changed drastically. once a cowardly young man, now he seeks revenge on the minobrei for his family. they would pay for what they did. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾✠☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ roleplay example "Whisp entered the den's clearing, where several pretty wolves were milling about, showing off their magic skills or cleaning. He saw his sister covered in leaf and vine bandages, being lead by his older siblings. He flattened his ears, lowering his head. What he didn't need right now was her being obnoxious and his siblings' scornful eyes. He trotted past them, towards the Main Den. Peering his head in, he called out. "Mother?" Glowing globes of pure magic lined the floors of the den, filling it with a warm, soft light. One of the gifts of the Alpha, Butterscotch Swirl. He saw his mother laying down among a pile of scrolls, one of which was rolled open. A silver and hickory pup laid beside her, a peregrine falcon perched on her head, peering at Whisp and Adina with dark brown eyes. It was the new pup, introduced to the pack a couple of days ago. Love Is A Dagger, he believed. His mother was murmuring words to the pup, who yawned sleepily and curled up. The falcon hopped down, cuddling in between the pup's paws. His mother stood, gently shaking off the moss that clung to her fur, and gave the pup a quick lick on the head. She turned and spotted her son. "Whisper," she said softly, nodding. She trotted towards him, and he backed out of the cave. Better to let the pup sleep. "My apologies, my son. Lamentis demanded me to read to her," she said, flicking one ear to the pup. She scanned behind Whisp, and he felt his heart jolt as he thought Frost had followed them. "Where is the cat?" she said, and Whisp let out a sigh. "We left him behind," he said sheepishly, before quickly correcting himself at her thunderous expression. "B-but for good reason, Mother! After Frost attacked Karma, he said something like, "Mess with the cat, you get the claws," and then he mentioned someone named Mia and three annoying furballs," he said, gasping for breath. Truth looked at him with a curious expression. Whisp glanced back at Adina, and she nodded, bumping his snout with her head. 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E R E B U S ~ Z U K O
"call me bus one more time, i will make your sorry ass pay."
nicknames
eb - most commonly. anyone calls him this, and he's generally okay with it. he will respond to it at any time and he's probably most likely going to be afraid if you call him by his full name rather than 'eb' because that's how often people call him this.
bus - he hates this nickname. it became a joke within his family before others around them, such as their friends and their kids caught on to it. he will probably glare at you whenever you call him bus.
gender
male
sex
male
pronouns
he/him
age
eighteen
sexuality
demiromantic bisexual
erebus holds a slight lean towards females, honestly. considering he is a bit more on the masculine side, his ideal love interest will always be female, though a male could also fulfill is needs in his love life. to be honest, it's rather dead anyways, so holding a relationship could be the least of his concerns.
zodiac sign
aquarius - born on january 20th.
chosen deity
boris
object of power
a compass resembling the fact that boris is the god of exploration among other things.
physical appearance
erebus stands roughly around six foot four with an athletic build. due to his heritage, he appears to be a mix of ethnicities, mainly black and caucasian - african from his mother's side and irish and italian from his father's. due to this, erebus' skin tone is a lighter brown with warm undertones, like orange and red. generally, he has no visible blemishes and his skin appears to be rather clear. of course, he has some acne scars across his face, but nothing too major.
his frame is, as already stated, athletic. he has lanky arms and legs, both of which are rather slim, but are made up of some defined muscles. erebus is not a very muscular man to begin with, but because of how active he is, he has gained some muscle. he has a wider chest, broad shoulders, and gets his height mainly from his legs. his fingernails are kept short, and are normally found with dirt and grime underneath of them.
erebus has a square-shaped head, with a defined jawline and cheekbones. he has smooth and soft-looking skin, spotted with indistinct acne scares or other small zits and pimples that make him look more like a teenage boy. erebus prides himself with his clear skin, but maybe puberty hasn't entirely finished him off just yet. moving along though, he has beautiful hazel eyes, appearing green almost and are rimmed with thin, yet long and curly eyelashes. his eyebrows sit comfortably above his eyes, lining up with the top of his ears, and are full and slightly arched, and rounded. his ears are of average sized with an attached lobe. erebus has a slightly wider nose, though is still proportionate to his facial structure.
erebus' hair is... a mess, to say the least. he has a full head of curly and untamed hair that just sits there. luckily enough, his mother likes to take the time and braid his hair into rows, though he does prefer the more messy style so you will see him with the more commonly. erebus has minimal hairstyles to be honest, and is generally disinterested in trying anything. the length of it is a bit on the shorter side, though is still long enough to droop onto his forehead.
race / ethnicity
mixed (lightskin) / african, irish, italian
clothing
erebus is most commonly found wearing wolf fur, and on top of that, a yellow leather with orange markings. the wolf fur is from a white wolf that he hunted not long ago, and is one of his prized prey. erebus' wolf fur drapes to about his knees, and underneath of the pelt he wears a white linen shirt. as for pants, he wears a thick material, similar to wool almost, that comfortably fits. as for shoes, he wears beaten leather boots that are slowly falling apart as he refuses to wear anything else. they've done him good.
if it's hot outside, erebus will end up wearing something a bit more light, such as light fabrics. he prefers long-sleeve shirts, so you'll more than likely see him in that. he could care less what colors he wears, but he will still roll with the same boots.
accessories
erebus is not big on accessories, though he does wear a simple bracelet that was a gift from his mother. it's made of thin leather carefully tied together, and in the center is a beautiful blue sapphire that is round and smooth. on the leather are some blue and yellow beads as well.
he also wears a small leather pouch that goes across his body. he sorta stores whatever fits in there.
weapons
bow and arrow -- meticulously created by the local blacksmith, his bow and arrow is made up of strong wood, rare in erebus' world. the string is just as strong, and the arrows are made from feathers, wood, and have steel tips. his quicker is made from leather, the top and inside lined with gray wolf fur.
knife -- a knife made from stone and that he's had since he was a boy. the handle is made of wood, wrapped in leather for grip, while the blade is made of stone that is slowly beginning to crumble. he doesn't use it that often, but it's still good for sharpening things.
height
six foot four
weight
around one sixty.
glasses/contacts
neither. he has decent vision.
personality overview
introverted ~ reserved ~ quiet
easy to warm up to ~ not very open
kind ~ caring ~ calm ~ collected
hates vulnerability ~ fierce ~ a fighter
not provoked easily ~ mellow temper
creative ~ artistic ~ witty ~ intelligent
detailed personality
erebus is quite the introvert, and lives by it. he appears to be shy and reserved, which both of those things he is. he's never been a big fan of large gatherings and crowds, so he tries his best to avoid them unless absolutely necessary. erebus has a rather quiet nature, and he isn't very talkative unless one, it's something he's interested in, or two, he knows you. he may seem a bit hard to befriend, but it really isn't too hard.
the boy is easy to warm up to. he's rather welcoming when it comes to new friends, but can become a bit awkward if he's never seen you before. erebus has a tendency to shift his weight or shift in a chair while talking to someone new, and he keeps conversations rather short. it's not that he disinterested, he just doesn't have the best social skills right away. later down the line he will become more available to talk to, and he can hold an conversation for hours if he genuinely likes you.
although easy to warm up to and eventually hold a conversation with, erebus is not very open about his emotions. honestly, he could care less about other's emotions unless he feels a deep and genuine connection with someone. he's quite apathetic when it comes to these sort of things, and he can't really sympathize with others. it's just not his strong suit, and although much better than it was when it was younger, still not something that he likes, and probably never will.
speaking of feelings, erebus' feelings towards others is rather general unless you go ahead and screw up. he doesn't give second chances ever, and he doesn't really plan to. but anyway, towards others, he's kind and caring, rather calm as well. he likes that feeling of being in a quiet room, so being calm is something he always is - even is stressful situations.
his feelings in relationships are much more different. if you're in love with erebus, and he is with you, then you've probably seen him in a vulnerable state. he's probably expressed himself a few times as well, and said things out loud he's never said before. he trusts you with his entire being and would do anything for you, and it would break his heart to break this bond.
as for friendships, erebus is a bit less open, though will bring up some emotion at times. he's still a bit tentative with this, but if he sticks around, he considers you a friend. he probably trusts you and knows he can rely on you, and he takes pride in being in your company. he likes to think of his friends as family as well, so expect some dinners at his house with his mother.
as if it wasn't obvious enough, erebus despises vulnerability. it was something his father taught him, the ruthless man. he would always say that showing emotion meant that you were weak, and although a man stereotype, he told this to just about every kid he met and took a liking to - and it especially rubbed off on erebus. being vulnerable is not a sign of weakness, as it's a humanly thing, but erebus still has yet to properly learn and display that. but as stated before, he'll really only be vulnerable if he's in a relationship, as that's what that's what it's about, right? emotions.
considering that he doesn't like being vulnerable, erebus can appear to be a bit apathetic at times. as mentioned before, he could care less about others' emotions if he doesn't really know you or care about you, so why would he display his own? he doesn't think this is him being cold, but rather following what he was taught. wrong or right, it's really all he knows.
erebus is a fierce kid. with a big heart, he's always working towards new goals and protecting those close to him, no matter the cost. erebus has no idea that this fierceness could be considered intimidating, but seeing him in a fierce state probably isn't a good first impression. but in addition to this, this makes him compassionate and determined to get his work and tasks done the right way. he's diligent and cautious, making sure to be precise. he's a bit of a perfectionist if you couldn't tell, especially when it comes to things he likes.
now erebus is not easily provoked. the only true thing that can get him angered is if you back-stab him, breaking his trust and betraying your loyalty that you proved to him. erebus does not give second chances, as mentioned before, but it's the fact that the feeling of losing someone you thought you could trust hurts, as much as he would want to give someone that second chance, he couldn't put himself through that again. but anyways, when angered, he has a very mellow temper. he doesn't like to yell, and he tries his best to be civil with things.
however, that can still escalate into a yelling match if you continue to push his buttons and drive him up the wall. most of the time people do that without realizing it because of how thick-skinned and how reserved erebus is when it comes to his emotions, but once you start doing it, you notice the impact it has on him. if in an extremely foul and angered mood, erebus will just walk away. he's never really liked arguing to begin with, so he tries his best to not pursue it or feed into it.
erebus is creative and artistic. creatively, he likes his imagination to flow and just let it do what it wants and whatever pace it pleases. artistically, he prefers more hand on crafts, like embroidering and things like that (call him girly, he doesn't care). erebus has a liking to also consider himself artistic and creative when it comes to working as well, finding interesting ways to get a job done as carefully and efficient as possible. this can also apply to those stressful situations (which in most he is calm and collected) - finding creative ways out of them, etc.
erebus is very witty. with replies, especially, though are normally sarcastic remarks and are meant to be taken lightly as jokes. however, being witty makes him on high alert as well, so he's always observing and taking in his environment. he does best in familiar environments, either ones he's been in or something similar to those he has visited. he can become more stressed if he's completely new to the area, though erebus adapts rather quickly, as he is always taking in new stuff.
erebus is in fact intelligent. he is knowledgeable on his people and origins, his history, but also in the sense that he can calculate things rather quickly, and he catches on rather fast. he's a quick learner, and has done well with his education... for the most part. he takes deep appreciation for everything around him, and this allows him to be more open. he's not entirely book smart, but is very street smart and he prefers that over books any day.
likes
tea
homemade goods
thunderstorm
rain
oak trees
hands-on activities
company of people he likes
most animals
hunting
tracking
nature
winter
cold weather in general
dislikes
fighting
being vulnerable
having his trust broken
coffee
being forced to do something
not being in control
having his trust broken
large crowds
gatherings
feeling tied down/trapped
hot weather
summertime
humidity
mess/clutter
strengths
bow and arrow -- erebus has been skilled with the weapon ever since he was eleven. his father taught him how to use it, and since then, he's fallen in love with the way it works and how well he's become with it. erebus could not find a better weapon.
hunting -- it is (was) his occupation. erebus is a skilled and talented hunter, one of the best in the village. he has great tracking skills, though isn't perfect, which he will eventually reach... hopefully.
strength -- erebus' athletic and fit physique allows him to have some strength. he isn't the strong man around, no, but he's relatively muscular enough to do a few things. maybe fight. who knows.
weaknesses
emotions -- these can kill him. normally he's disinterested in them, including those that he possesses, but if he cares about someone, this changes. emotions make him weak, in a way. it's the reason why he doesn't like being vulnerable.
size -- erebus can't fit everywhere. some spaces are harder for him to fit into, especially where you have to crawl. however, this isn't always an issue and rarely is it ever one.
introverted -- not good in social situations. he keeps to himself, making him appear unapproachable and really all erebus needs is well, friends, and he doesn't have too many other those. sadly.
mother
allison -- a determined and hard-working woman, she stands at five foot four with a curvy frame. she has long dark and curly hair, and is the origin of erebus' african heritage. they have a decent bond.
father
draven -- a cold and stoic man, draven stands at six foot evenly with a pale complexion. he has the heritage of irish and italian, inevitably passing it on to his child. he is deceased, though erebus and him were never close.
siblings
none. erebus is an only child, which gets lonely, but has its perks.
significant other
none
erebus is not in a hurry to get in a relationship. he wants to live life to the fullest, so being tied to someone may prevent that. but, whatever happens, happens, and his fate is inevitable, so.
other relationships
to be discussed.
crush
none
offspring
none
erebus want some kids in the future, but right now just isn't the time.
childhood
erebus grew up in the mountains with his parents in a smaller house within the village. they lived higher up, so erebus became accustomed to the cool weather and would end up taking pride in it. his father would constantly take him out hunting for lessons, in which he learned very valuable ones about life and hunting, of course. erebus never really liked his father, though.
at the age of thirteen, erebus saw who his father really was - a monster. for a while he always felt uncomfortable around him. the man was a cold, ruthless, man who shouldn't have been a parent - ever. his father would return home one day, blood on his hands. literally. he had killed a man in cold blood, and was then executed for his crimes. erebus' mother, in shock, tried everything in her power to make it seem like her husband was not a cruel man. that didn't matter though if nobody came to his funeral.
erebus had continued to live with his mother, learning her ways and becoming more and more closer with her. throughout his childhood, she taught him more womanly things like cooking, cleaning, sewing, anything along those lines, but since erebus liked hands on work so much... he adored it, and still continues it today.
teen years
his teen years were quite freeing. although he had minimal friends, erebus never found that to be much of an issue. he preffered the smaller - much smaller crowds, and he liked doing his own thing anyways. erebus grew more independent, and by the age of fifteen, had become one of the best hunters in the village.
erebus' mother took notice into this and decided that it was best to let the boy do what he wanted and when he wanted. he was in that stage of his life where he was reckless, stupid, and wanting to experiment with himself.
this is where his sexuality came into play.
erebus had never really tried dating until he decided that his teenage years would be a perfect time to try it. most of the time you would see people date and then get married. there were no other loves in their lives, but erebus wanted to, again, experiment, and decide what was best for him. and he did just that... experiment, and here we are - he's a demiromantic bisexual leaning towards female. you can maybe guess why that is.
adulthood
not much to say here as it's barely started. he does still live with his mother, though is normally out and about during the day doing whatever.
other
n/a
role-play example
what i deserve.
dividers
umieart @ da
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name: Azalea Tonorios age: 20 gender (pronouns): Female (she/her) sexuality: Straight race/ethnicity: She is 3/4 Diadema and 1/4 Phyrisha, but she doesn't talk about it. Most who know Azalea know her as 100% Diadema. chosen deity: Ynmos occupation (prior to minobrei): She was the daughter of the local miller. Azalea's brother was a hunter, and Azalea often skinned the carcasses. || personality: Azalea is strong of mind and rather manipulative. She knows that she is physically attractive, and will sometimes use it to her advantage. To Azalea, beauty is a weapon best kept sharp but seldom used. But, when Azalea has to play courtesan, she knows how to play. However, most of the time Azalea is a kind, likable person. She is slow to trust but tries not to make that obvious. Once she does trust a person, there's nothing she wouldn't do for them. Azalea is confident, and never stutters, never second doubts herself in front of others. Sometimes, she gets a little over-confident, though. physical appearance: Azalea, like her namesake, is rather beautiful. She stands at 4'8, with a sunkissed tan. Her face is heart-shaped, with small freckles lining her nose and cheekbones. Due to her occupation, Azalea has rather defined muscles, at least for a girl. She is not bulky, by any means, but she also isn't stick figure-like. Azalea's eyes are silver with just a hint of blue, giving her a cold, untouchable aura. Azalea sports brown hair, bordering on the line of dark brown, but not quite. Her hair runs down to her waist, but most of the time, Azalea braids it back in a single braid. Due to this, when her hair is down, it has a slight wave. clothing: Azalea normally dresses like a boy. A simple shirt and trousers, traveling clothes. To accent this, Azalea always wears a dagger sheathed to her thigh. Due to this, people tend not to mess with her. But, when Azalea finds that being pretty will help her with her goal, she will suffer through wearing a simple dress. So long as she can hide a weapon somewhere in the folds. accessories: Azalea wears a simple wire necklace with a stamped number 14 on it. (it's not a very clear 14, since the stamp was water mill powered.) object of power: A key. Azalea tied this key to her necklace, which she then hid from view. || history: Azalea had a rather happy, sheltered life. Her father was the local miller, and her older brother hunted in the forest. As such, Azalea was expected to help carry bags of flour to and from the mill, and skin and prepare the meat her brother brought home. It was Azalea's brother that taught her how to fight. In the village, many people saw Azalea as strange, and that was alright with Azalea. relationships: Gage Tonorios - father (killed by minobrei), Asher Tonorios - older brother (killed by minobrei) || roleplay example: The day started as any day would. Azalea was up with the rooster, ready to start the day. After Azalea was dressed, she started her morning chores, the first being fetching the hens' eggs. That simple act might have been what had saved Azalea's life. The two hens had laid four eggs. Azalea was just gathering the eggs into a small basket when she heard shouting. Through the trees, Azalea caught a streak of red. Azalea gasped, and instinctively clutched her necklace. Of course, Azalea had heard of the large, strange beasts that had been attacking towns. Many called them minobrei, but up until now, Azalea had presumed them nothing but legend. There was no denying now that they were real, and they were at Azalea's house. From what Azalea had heard, no one had survived a minobrei attack yet, but she was hopeful. No one was like Azalea's brother, that's why no one had survived. Asher would survive. He would chase off the monsters, then come and find Azalea. Asher never came. An hour after everything had gone silent, Azalea returned to her home. A fire had started and currently engulfed the entire house and mill. Blood was everywhere. Azalea couldn't see her father, but she didn't realize that at first. No, she didn't notice any of this. She was too focused on her brother. He lay, soulless at the door to the mill. |
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- The undone marriage: Open .
name: Cam Aston age: 16 gender (pronouns): Female (she/her) sexuality: bi-unsexual race / ethnicity: All of her family's members lived for decades in Phyrisha. No one ever married a stranger from a different kingdom, making Cam fully phyrishan. chosen deity: Nemus occupation (prior to minobrei): Her father was a middle class trader. Her mother was making fabrics, which was Cam's job as well. Her family was famous for their piety and following the tradition. || personality: Cam is very unsure and carful person. She never speaks with confidence, and often treats her decisions uncertainly, like she was walking through the unknown darkness. She is never sure if what she just did was right or not. Girl often worried about the little things and exaggerates them. She's stressful about currently situation. Aston is very concerned about the safety of her loved ones, and as the chosen one knows that she will have to protect them as same as many others. To be honest, she is terrified of this responsibility but hopes that at the end everything will end well for them all. Girl has never had experience with a fight and isn't a fan of violence. She doesn't like quarrels very much, let alone a more serious problems. However, feeling that she would definitly be forced to fight, decided to try to learn something about it. On this point she is very determined. Of the less positive traits that are part of her is for sure tendency to take offense. It's not like she can get offended easily at everyone all the time. Most often this happens when the situation becomes tense or Cam feels humiliated or insulted by someone. After a while, anger naturally passes, but nonetheless, somewhere she remains a little resentful and distrust. physical appearance: Cam is average height and weigth of her age. A dirty blonde teenager who will soon become an adult woman. Her flimsy body isn't well built or strong, neither fit. On the contrary, it's slim and fragile. For sure it won't be usefull in hand-to-hand combat. Not mentioning that she will probably have problems with picking up an ordinary sword. However, that build allows her to move quickier and hide easier. She has a very pale but healthy looking skin. This is because she dosen't work as an weaver outside all day so can't get a tan. Aston has a light brown eyes in which you can see a cheerful glimmer of life from time to time. However, they are often obscured by ner straight long hair. Her face shaped like an oval has a clear outline of the cheekbone and small the round nose. It can be often seen a slight shy but friendly smile on it. About the scars and other not nice souvenirs of this type. Cam's life has always been calm, and never has such serious events that could left a mark on her. Of course, she has had a few accidents as well as everybody had, but they were so trivial and barely not dangerous that the girl doesn't even remember any of them. clothing: First important thing to say is that Cam doesn't like garish, colorful and eye-catching clothes. She prefers them to be simple, light and neat. Although in the house of a valuable fabrics, trader, she could be seen in slightly nicer outfits, for adventure she decided to take a few uglier green-gray dresses, ankle-length, with long sleeves and without any additional elements or decorative patterns. Cam knows they probably won't be intact when she will come back to her home. accessories: She took with her a brown bag made of bull's skin for food and clothes and the leather strap for a white dagger that her father gave his daughter before she left. weapon(s): So far the main Cam's weapon is her dagger. It's of medium length with the proportionately longer silver-white blade. It is made of very durable light metal which is reasonably good for quick attacks and defense. object of power: A raven's feather. It's fully black and relatively small, but at the same time a strange powerful mysterious aura can be feel from it which proves it's the artifact. || history: She was born in the middle of very frosty winter in Okoyo... The youngest Aston was the only one child of her lineage, because Esthyores unfortunately decided to do not give family more heirs. The girl immediately became an apple of her mother's and father's eyes. They devoted a lot of time and their love to her, thanks to which she had a very happy childhood. She has always been quiet and shy. Cam didn't like crowds and being in spotlight, that's why she spent most of her time playing with the few children she knew from her neighborhood. Although her father often traveled, his daughter never had the opportunity to go on a trade route with him. Instead, he was telling her many times about his adventures among the unknown mountains and rivers. About the inhabitants of the other kingdoms, their customs and holidays. But there were also many robbers, wild animals and monsters in his stories which effectively discouraged the girl from leaving her city. When the Aston grew up, it was time for girl to start a family, as tradition dictated. When she turned 16 her parents found someone who was interested in getting married with her. Her mother often was telling her about that chosen one; a man from a much higher social class and with great wealth or at least he seemed to have this all... relationships: Parents- (npcs, will be mention time to time) Siblings- none Fiance- (open) (will be mention/ npc) if anyone want to do a plottwist with me about him PM me Crush/ lover- (open) || roleplay example: It was early morning when a messenger arrived at the home of a foreign merchant. Most of the inhabitants of Okoyo were still asleep. However, those who heard the rhythmic sound of chestnut horse's hooves hitting stones, looked out of their windows with curiosity. The go-betweener was coming and leaving Astons' home several times this month. Many neighbors suspected that he is an intermediary of a family whose member was supposed to marry young Cam. It wasn't entirely clear who he was. Man never showed up in Okoyo himself, also no one, apart from the girl's parents, didn't know whether the negotiations were with the fiance or with his caregivers. Both headed toward a room with a big table chatting about how the road has passed, how is their well-being and what recently happened in their neighborhood. Acting like old friends they sat opposite each other. There was a silence for a moment. After a while Mr. Aston looked at the go-betweener with his gray eyes. "So backing to our business..." he started slowly " what your lord has decided about the current situation?" His interlocutor slightly frowned, as if was wondering what to say. "Well" he finally spoke "I'm afraid the wedding date will have to be changed. Because of what is happening now, your future son-in-law decided to help himself bring the situation under control." The seller didn't like these words. Suddenly, from a nice friend he turned into a harsh wrangler. The conversation turned into an argument. Quarrel woke up the rest of the household. They came out of their rooms with fear in their eyes. One of them was Cam who perched on the stairs to the second floor where her bedroom was. She was listening to the menacing exchange of two men. Her lovely father was usually very calm person, but because of recently events he had to close his mercantile routes. He was very worried about the welfare of his family. He considered it his most important task is to ensure food and safety for all of them. When the screams finally died down, and the door slammed after the messenger thrown out of the house, the girl went downstairs to see her father. He was still sitting huddled staring at the wall with his worried eyes. That was enough problems for him. The situation was slowly taking over him. Cam walked over to her father and hugged him. She was understanding him perfectly. And was afraid of what will happen as well. But at the same time girl had hope; the hope that after all everything will end well. Note: Woh that was lot to read. Hope I didn't bore you, have a nice day;) |
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