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Gods & Men: The Ancient Myths RPG: SEASON I
Screen Name: Optikal
Character you have created (include known alias or nicknames here as well): Akanna Xehokiir
Race/Culture: Dark Elf
Racial Traits: The evil dark elves possess the abilities of elves as well as: Darkvision (able to see in darkness up to 60 feet, but in black and white only); Possess the innate magical ability to summon a globe of darkness impossible to see through without magical means (only able to use once a day as it is taxing to the Dark Elf's spirit; the globe is not mobile and must be fixed in a specific spot up to 30 feet away from the Dark Elf; globe is only a 10 feet radius and only lasts for a minute) and to call upon a faerie fire (ghostly blue flames outline an intended target within 30 feet from the Dark Elf, but the flames do no damage; as with the globe of darkness, this is usable once per day and only lasts for a minute)
Strength: Weaker than a man
Speed/Reaction Time: Quicker than a man
Endurance/Durability: Less durable than a man
Agility: More agile than a man
Character Class: Rogue/Fighter
Speech Color and/or Font (actually say what you're using, i.e. Arial Black; don't go "Like this", or what not): Palatino Linotype / Grey / Bold
Character Alignment (Good/Evil/Neutral): Evil
Character Personality (Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations): Akanna is a dark elf who was abandoned by his parents at birth. Raised by outcast male drow amongst the filth and scum of the Underdark. By the time he had grown to manhood, he was an accomplished thief and scoundrel and had taught himself various skills with a blade and staff.
He is eloquent and intelligent, albe to talk easily and manipulate those of lesser intelligence. A natural leader and tactician, he seeks more from life. A thirst for knowledge and vengeance drives him on to be better in every sense.
Origin Info/Details (don't be blunt, be as thorough as possible):
Akanna has eternally been angry at the hand life has dealt him. Watching the denziens of the rich houses live their lives in comfort whilst he scraped a meagre existence amongst rats and thieves left him with fire in his soul.
Tiring of such a low, filthy lifestyle Akanna took to the surface world, determined to forge his own success and legacy. Despising his own people and every other race, Akanna turned to learn the migiks of Earth to grant him the status and power denied to him since birth.
Attributes (Select one from each category) (some races are greater or weaker than a human in specific categories and will be noted below or in the racial traits section of the OOC thread):
Strength Level: Elven (weaker than a man in peak condition)
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Elven (quicker than a man in peak condition)
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort/Durability: Elven (less sturdy than a man in peak condition)
Agility: Elven (more agile than a man in peak condition)
Intelligence: Above-Average
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Average
Notable Equipment: Single sword and Bo Staff, with basic armour aquired through theivery and murder. Large amount of coin from thievery and deceit.
Weaknesses (If your character has any specific weakness, such as a vampire's weakness to sunlight (among other things) or a Faerie's weakness to iron, list them here): As a dark elf, Akanna is vunerable to all the perils a normal mortal would face. Weak to magic and mental attacks.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? A Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?): Akanna is gathering himself a small army. A force of misfits, outcasts and blood-thirsty warriors in his quest for power. We will meet these in due course.
Describe using proper English grammar what you think you can bring to the RPG: Pie. Mostly just pie.
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: probably once or twice
Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards:
Sample Post (Minimum Four decent-sized paragraphs containing dialogue):
Akanna stood in the rain staring at the door of the inn. He was stood on a highway, a poular trading route in the wildlands. The inn itself was a more of a jack-of-all-trades waystation. Traders gathered here and mingled with rogues, thieves and bandits. The traders were safe from villainy however, an uneasy alliance formed over many decades of traveling this route.
Smoke drifted lazily from the chimney of the building only to be cut off by the lashing sheets of rain. Akanna pulled back his deep travelling hood and made his way inside.
Within the building an old rugged looking barkeeper stood mopping up a spilt drink with a filthy rag. With one eye under a patch he glared at the newcomer with his other good eye. "Welcome to Rooks Rest Elf. Everyone is welcome lad, so long as ah get no trouble within these walls. What can I get yer?"
Akanna glanced around the smokey room. In the corner sat a group of humans, rugged looking under heavy beards and mismatched armour. A pair of Orcs sat near the door, sharing a greasy looking side of ham. At the bar sat a troll and an old man, his jerkin looking about two sizes too big for his skinny frame. In his hand he nestled a beer. Akanna moved into the bar, leaving enough distance from the other denziens. He turned to the one eyed bartender. "Wine, the best you have", he muttered.
The bartender laughed heartily. "It's the best and the worst lad, the only one we have!" Akanna nodded that it'd be alright and the keeper poured him a level into a clay cup. "So what brings an Elf this far out? We don't get very many of your kind around here".
"I'm looking for something. Or someone". Akanna said, sipping at the wine. It tasted like horse piss but it'd have to do.
"Ah, well I'll not ask further then. I thought you were here about the Minotaur over in Kartik Forest. There's been a few chancers pass through on the hunt for thing".
Akanna glanced up from his cup and met the keepers eye. "A Minotaur? I thought they were only found overseas?"
"Aye they are!" The keeper chuckled. "One of the traders that pass through bought him from a slaver. He was planning to use him as an attraction and make some coin. The Minotaur didn't take kindly though and ripped the traders arms off, before disappearing into the forest. There's a bounty on his head from some of the local thieves guild. Quite a few men have been lost trying to kill that thing."
Akanna sat and thought for a moment, swilling the wine in his cup. "Are they intelligent creatures?" he asked, nonchalantly.
The barkeeper shrugged as he picked up a glass to rub the oily cloth over. "Some say they are. 'Bout as intelligent as the Orcs is what I've heard. Fierce as hell and fight like demons too. Untame though, and can't be reasoned with. Sooner that thing is dead, the better. It's starting to be bad for business".
Akanna nodded his understanding and drained his cup. Dropping a silver coin on the counter he adjusted his sword belt and tightened his travelling cloak around his shoulders. "Kartik forest you say? Thankyou for the wine, and for the information."
Akanna turned and made for the door. Back out in the rain he pulled his travelling cloak up and through the cold darkness, made his way north towards the line of trees that marked the boundary of Kartik.
Screen Name: Optikal
Character you have created (include known alias or nicknames here as well): Akanna Xehokiir
Race/Culture: Dark Elf
Racial Traits: The evil dark elves possess the abilities of elves as well as: Darkvision (able to see in darkness up to 60 feet, but in black and white only); Possess the innate magical ability to summon a globe of darkness impossible to see through without magical means (only able to use once a day as it is taxing to the Dark Elf's spirit; the globe is not mobile and must be fixed in a specific spot up to 30 feet away from the Dark Elf; globe is only a 10 feet radius and only lasts for a minute) and to call upon a faerie fire (ghostly blue flames outline an intended target within 30 feet from the Dark Elf, but the flames do no damage; as with the globe of darkness, this is usable once per day and only lasts for a minute)
Strength: Weaker than a man
Speed/Reaction Time: Quicker than a man
Endurance/Durability: Less durable than a man
Agility: More agile than a man
Character Class: Rogue/Fighter
Speech Color and/or Font (actually say what you're using, i.e. Arial Black; don't go "Like this", or what not): Palatino Linotype / Grey / Bold
Character Alignment (Good/Evil/Neutral): Evil
Character Personality (Give information on how your character acts, what he/she believes in, how they handle situations): Akanna is a dark elf who was abandoned by his parents at birth. Raised by outcast male drow amongst the filth and scum of the Underdark. By the time he had grown to manhood, he was an accomplished thief and scoundrel and had taught himself various skills with a blade and staff.
He is eloquent and intelligent, albe to talk easily and manipulate those of lesser intelligence. A natural leader and tactician, he seeks more from life. A thirst for knowledge and vengeance drives him on to be better in every sense.
Origin Info/Details (don't be blunt, be as thorough as possible):
Akanna has eternally been angry at the hand life has dealt him. Watching the denziens of the rich houses live their lives in comfort whilst he scraped a meagre existence amongst rats and thieves left him with fire in his soul.
Tiring of such a low, filthy lifestyle Akanna took to the surface world, determined to forge his own success and legacy. Despising his own people and every other race, Akanna turned to learn the migiks of Earth to grant him the status and power denied to him since birth.
Attributes (Select one from each category) (some races are greater or weaker than a human in specific categories and will be noted below or in the racial traits section of the OOC thread):
Strength Level: Elven (weaker than a man in peak condition)
Speed/Reaction Timing Level: Elven (quicker than a man in peak condition)
Endurance at MAXIMUM Effort/Durability: Elven (less sturdy than a man in peak condition)
Agility: Elven (more agile than a man in peak condition)
Intelligence: Above-Average
Fighting Skill: Mastered
Resources: Average
Notable Equipment: Single sword and Bo Staff, with basic armour aquired through theivery and murder. Large amount of coin from thievery and deceit.
Weaknesses (If your character has any specific weakness, such as a vampire's weakness to sunlight (among other things) or a Faerie's weakness to iron, list them here): As a dark elf, Akanna is vunerable to all the perils a normal mortal would face. Weak to magic and mental attacks.
Supporting Characters (Does your character have a significant other? A mother? A Friend? Who are they, what do they have to do with your character?): Akanna is gathering himself a small army. A force of misfits, outcasts and blood-thirsty warriors in his quest for power. We will meet these in due course.
Describe using proper English grammar what you think you can bring to the RPG: Pie. Mostly just pie.
How many times do you intend on posting a DAY IN the RPG: probably once or twice
Do you know how to post pictures on the hype boards:
Sample Post (Minimum Four decent-sized paragraphs containing dialogue):
Akanna stood in the rain staring at the door of the inn. He was stood on a highway, a poular trading route in the wildlands. The inn itself was a more of a jack-of-all-trades waystation. Traders gathered here and mingled with rogues, thieves and bandits. The traders were safe from villainy however, an uneasy alliance formed over many decades of traveling this route.
Smoke drifted lazily from the chimney of the building only to be cut off by the lashing sheets of rain. Akanna pulled back his deep travelling hood and made his way inside.
Within the building an old rugged looking barkeeper stood mopping up a spilt drink with a filthy rag. With one eye under a patch he glared at the newcomer with his other good eye. "Welcome to Rooks Rest Elf. Everyone is welcome lad, so long as ah get no trouble within these walls. What can I get yer?"
Akanna glanced around the smokey room. In the corner sat a group of humans, rugged looking under heavy beards and mismatched armour. A pair of Orcs sat near the door, sharing a greasy looking side of ham. At the bar sat a troll and an old man, his jerkin looking about two sizes too big for his skinny frame. In his hand he nestled a beer. Akanna moved into the bar, leaving enough distance from the other denziens. He turned to the one eyed bartender. "Wine, the best you have", he muttered.
The bartender laughed heartily. "It's the best and the worst lad, the only one we have!" Akanna nodded that it'd be alright and the keeper poured him a level into a clay cup. "So what brings an Elf this far out? We don't get very many of your kind around here".
"I'm looking for something. Or someone". Akanna said, sipping at the wine. It tasted like horse piss but it'd have to do.
"Ah, well I'll not ask further then. I thought you were here about the Minotaur over in Kartik Forest. There's been a few chancers pass through on the hunt for thing".
Akanna glanced up from his cup and met the keepers eye. "A Minotaur? I thought they were only found overseas?"
"Aye they are!" The keeper chuckled. "One of the traders that pass through bought him from a slaver. He was planning to use him as an attraction and make some coin. The Minotaur didn't take kindly though and ripped the traders arms off, before disappearing into the forest. There's a bounty on his head from some of the local thieves guild. Quite a few men have been lost trying to kill that thing."
Akanna sat and thought for a moment, swilling the wine in his cup. "Are they intelligent creatures?" he asked, nonchalantly.
The barkeeper shrugged as he picked up a glass to rub the oily cloth over. "Some say they are. 'Bout as intelligent as the Orcs is what I've heard. Fierce as hell and fight like demons too. Untame though, and can't be reasoned with. Sooner that thing is dead, the better. It's starting to be bad for business".
Akanna nodded his understanding and drained his cup. Dropping a silver coin on the counter he adjusted his sword belt and tightened his travelling cloak around his shoulders. "Kartik forest you say? Thankyou for the wine, and for the information."
Akanna turned and made for the door. Back out in the rain he pulled his travelling cloak up and through the cold darkness, made his way north towards the line of trees that marked the boundary of Kartik.
