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  • Birthday 08/14/1999

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    Man guy apache attack helicopter
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    Music. Cooking. Coding.
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  1. Valk

    [Wind Court] To the beyond

    Today the wind made it seem the countless flowers in the courtyard were arms reaching up to the sky and waving to greet the giant ball of flame. Jale was watching the spectacle from inside the mansion while eating and drinking ale: alone in the room enjoying a bit of time away from all the politics and mundane tasks that being a groom of a Padsha included. She’s been off somewhere doing something for the past 4 weeks, he couldn’t be bothered to remember what, for so much went on in her life that it was difficult to keep track. When he wasn’t politicking and the like he spent his time speaking with the staff of the estate, trying desperately to figure out where he would fit. Thus far he has felt like a puzzle piece that is trying to find a place to fit in an already completed puzzle. The estate ran like clockwork; however, after 4 weeks of talking to the staff he found that wasn’t the case. Maids, guards, cooks, they all had their stories ranging from Nesoi’s seemingly endless list of needs to the maiden’s pickiness. Discussions went well enough, yet he couldn’t help but overhear the barely audible whispers regarding his vitiligo when his back was turned. This would be an unfortunate reality that he would have to get used to, for this was no longer the brigade where no soldier was scrutinized for such factors. Jale often pondered if the Padsha would have personally chosen him and what she actually thought of his appearance, but he was honestly afraid of what sort of outburst he would have if she said anything negative about it. Some of the others were already intimate with Nesoi before the marriage; meanwhile, he was chosen by the abilities he displayed in the games alone. They thought that “A man with the initiative of an ox would be useful to the Padsha”. His feelings toward his new wife feel less like love and more like undying respect, he just wishes she could stop being so regal for just a moment, so he could figure out what she is really like behind all that responsibility and nobility. Perhaps that truly was all that she was. It was in the middle of this thought that a maid that he knew as Sylvia knocked on the door, saying that his wife had finally come back from her week-long business trip. It was finally time to lay eyes upon Nesoi. Hastily, Jale got out of his seat and made his way to his lady’s quarters. Two had gotten there before him. “How was the trip, Nesoi? I’m sure you encountered no problem during the negotiation.” He kept his voice firm yet friendly. He stood at attention and patiently waited for a response
  2. Name: unknown Occupation: none Appearance: A suit of brass armor held together by electromagnetic energy. Weapons: none Family: none Background: A tragedy, what happened to this lost soul, for they do not haunt by their own free will nor do they have any unfinished business preventing passage to the afterlife. The binding that keeps them here is a curse: caused by a scientist that was set to prove their thesis at any cost. Their scientific venture did not question whether the experiments performed were ethical or how far it would need to go to be satisfactory. How many souls would need to be tortured for the sake of one's will to make progression in paranormal science? Many experiments were conducted and all the failed experiments became poltergeists thrashing around objects in that cursed tomb of a laboratory. When one soul finally stabilized however, all the failed experiments attached themselves to it, leaving a curse onto the armor. The reanimated soul had no memory of it's past life, even so, the empty shell it resided in felt unnatural and moments after the birth of this new being, it went mad from the pain of the damned that latched on. The man who had felt such fervor in making this armored soul animated felt too much remorse to so much as look at it and attempted to run, but there was no escape from the fate that awaited him. The armor absorbed his body: using his skeleton as the inner framework for the inside of the cold shell. There would be no redemption for his soul because the poltergeists made sure it was dragged down to hell where it belonged. Now the imprisoned one in a body of brass had nobody they knew and no memory of even the most basic principles; therefore, it acted on instinct and ran far into the mountains. There was nothing it needed to stay alive it just existed, a painful meaningless existence. They observed other animals and many species of the world looking for a reason to exist and then they found a village. Upon observing the village for years they concluded that the reason any being intelligent exists is to be remembered whether is be by family or by the whole world. So this started the journey of the silent body of brass. Rather effective at killing beasts of many kind that plagued villages, needing not any pay. They roamed around the world like a phantom, they came into towns just as quickly as they left. Forever stuck in a world that fears the very presence of armor.
  3. Valk

    Hello!

    Welcome to Valucre, Chaos, I'm sure you will find the community and the world to be engaging.
  4. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    Naw, you're awesome mate. This is gonna be my first rp on here after being afv for a year.
  5. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    I got a character made Update: I decided to edit it a bit. I'll probably continue to do so until I start using him
  6. Valk

    Jale Johnson the redeemed

    Name: Jale Johnson Birthplace: Kalopsia Education: equivalent to a high school dropout Work history: Janitor, construction worker, blacksmith, Agnivanshi Current occupation: Agnivanshi Weight: 99.79 kg (220 lb) Height: 180cm (5'11) Age: 36 He is equipped with an arsenal of his making: Spiked shield Shortsword Medium weight chainmail and steel armour Combat style: often stays at a safe distance until his opponent is tired out or an opportunity arises for him to stagger them with his spiked shield, then goes in for a relentless rushdown to quickly finish the fight. Appearance: his skin is that of someone with vitiligo(a skin condition that makes one have white and black patches of skin), he has hazel eyes, his black hair is styled in a bun, and has a heavy frame. Has several tattoos along his back and shoulders and a lip piercing Background: Jale was always getting into conflict due to his unusual skin condition. In school his constant fighting with the other students caused him to eventually drop out before getting a full education; however, this did not stop him from accomplishing feats that everyone said that he couldn't. He worked as janitor for a construction company before learning enough from watching them work to pass a construction certification test. He earned enough money to finally open a forge. And so he worked his way to becoming a blacksmith and a well regarded blacksmith at that. Despite his status he was still ridiculed for his vitiligo and one day was arrested for assaulting a man who said that he looked like "a spotted cow but with a shitty afro" . At that time he was given the option to either go to prison or join the Rajput Brigade: he chose the lather. Some say that he was a perfect fit for the brigade since all his life he was showed just as much fury as the gouls, while others say that he was as equal a threat to his allies as he was to gouls. During his time in the brigade he took solace in alchohol to get his mind off the horrors he had seen while on the brigade. Jale became an Agnivashi only after 2 years. His turn around from nearly going to prison for assault to becoming an Angnivashi earned him the title "the redeemed" Now after 5 years of service he serves as a personal bodyguard and groom for Nesoi, something he never really imagined to be doing.
  7. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    What have I done...
  8. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    Oh god it's so tempting to make a Goblin Slayer type character for this that just hates gouls lol. I'm not going that route at all but it came to mind.
  9. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    Alright, sounds good. I'll start doing a bio after I get off work. Is there any preferred method to taking out gouls?
  10. Valk

    MOBS tournament v3

    This gained traction rather quickly
  11. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    Thanks. I took the time to read up and I have a great idea for a charcter, but I'll need some time to make him. Anything in particular I should include in his bio?
  12. Valk

    [OOC] 5 manly men!

    I'd be up to making a new character for this, but I have one question: what are the Agnivanshi?
  13. Valk

    MOBS tournament v3

    I just came back after like a year and made a character with no battle experience or training, but he would have a desire to have his name known.
  14. Valk

    MOBS tournament v3

    So in the Mobs system the coin is flipped after each round, after each player has consumed their 5 turns?
  15. An aspiring young musician, Brydom realizes that to accomplish his lifelong dream he must learn more than what he has taught himself in his small community. He must go out and find inspiration and possibly riches to further his ambition. Possibly form a jazz band and take on the world of Valucre by storm. He starts with very little but his compact saxophone, Stan, and a makeshift gun, both of which he made himself.
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