Assassin's Creed: Spring of Nations

[Marsisian]

What's all this about Governors?

You know, freedom fighter sleeping with totalitarian oppressor in order to maintain information. Nothing big.

Yep...

[Ghondra]

Seriously, am I in or not?

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

Seriously, am I in or not?

The OP is on not online, at the moment. Nor is the Co-Op.

[The New American commonwealth]

*leans back in chair and puts hands together*
Oh what to do, what to do, when I rise to the presidency, shall I be assasin or Templar leaning, Jeffersons' dream or Hamiltons'. what to do...

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

*leans back in chair and puts hands together*
Oh what to do, what to do, when I rise to the presidency, shall I be assasin or Templar leaning, Jeffersons' dream or Hamiltons'. what to do...

Well, going assassin puts you against the Templars would easily piss off Queen Vicky, who if you have not noticed has gone a tad psycho since her hubbie died.

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

Out of curiosity, why would a Russian spy, likely to only be based in Eastern Europe, have any interest in the Scottish Brotherhood?

[The New American commonwealth]

*leans back in chair and puts hands together*
Oh what to do, what to do, when I rise to the presidency, shall I be assasin or Templar leaning, Jeffersons' dream or Hamiltons'. what to do...

Well, going assassin puts you against the Templars would easily piss off Queen Vicky, who if you have not noticed has gone a tad psycho since her hubbie died.

Still, seeing as Grant was around during the Industrial boom, means that war would be bad, also I send my condulences for the late Prince (or king) of the British Empire. Also how did he die?

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

Still, seeing as Grant was around during the Industrial boom, means that war would be bad, also I send my condolences for the late Prince (or king) of the British Empire. Also how did he die?

Prince Consort. And officially he had been ill since 1859 and died in '61. Here's more information if you are interested.

However, Victoria thinks the Assassins poisoned him since he was kind of known Templar. But, she has no proof and is just paranoid.

[Rob Halfordia]

Nation Name: Rob Halfordia
Character Name: Ambjörn Hjörleif
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Nationality: Swedish
Affiliation: Assassin
Rank: Master
Appearance: Caucasian with short, black hair, often a little longer than a buzz cut. 6'5" and 230 pounds with a buff, not entirely muscular build. Brown and black hooded robe when on a stealth assignment, however, when not on stealth mission, usually wears heavy, steel armor. Has a slightly crooked nose form several breakings. A scar can be found across his neck, where his throat was slit, but stitched back up.
Bio: When Ambjörn was 9, a group of Russians who had been hiding in Sweden after deserting from the Russian military during the Finnish War, raided his family's farm. The farm, and surrounding settlement, were raided and all inside, killed. Ambjörn survived though, watching his parents being killed and burnt. It left a mental scar that would never heal. He left for Stockholm, where he worked in he docks. At the age of 14, he was already 6'3", and 200 lbs. The dock work made him strong, and he learned how to wield broadswords and war axes well, being taught by pirates and smugglers passing through the docks. In April of 1856, he was packing fish into ice boxes, when he spotted some familiar faces at the docks. The now incredibly old, Russian soldiers, boarding a boat back to Russia. He smuggled himself aboard in some crates. After knocking them unconscious, he tied heavy weights to their feet, and placed them on the deck. He asked them which one it was, which one did the unthinkable to a child in his village, not telling he, who he was. One of them began bragging about raping and killing Ambjörn's mother. Ambjörn kneeled down, staring into his eyes, all emotion gone from his face. The Russian knew from the cold look alone, that this was the child. Ambjörn threw them all into the river, all except the one. That one, he cut free, and grabbed by the throat. He started punching, and punching away at he man's face, leaving nothing but a bloody mass of flesh. As he dropped the soldier, Ambjörn fell to his knees, crying, he had no reason left to live. His goal was complete. Except he counted 10 men total. Not enough. There was 11. The leader. The leader was still out there. He became a common mercenary, killing not only for money, but pleasure, as he had nothing else. But then, he met a man who introduced him to a new world. The Assassin's world. At the age of 16, he was already stronger than most, but also reckless. On a mission, he got to cocky and ended up having his throat slit in battle. He survived, having his neck stitched together. He doesn't talk often, as it causes great pain. His dead eyes tell you enough when you see them, that even if he could talk without pain, he wouldn't have much to say. His goal remains, to kill the man who led the raid on his farm.
Primary Weapon: Single handed war axes
Secondary Melee Weapon: Claymore
Secondary Ranged Weapon: Schofield Revolver
Special Weapon: Gloves with iron studs on the fists.

*Sorry for the essay

[Ganarhea]

Nation Name: Rob Halfordia
Character Name: Ambjörn Hjörleif
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Nationality: Swedish
Affiliation: Assassin
Rank: Initiate
Appearance: Caucasian with short, black hair, often a little longer than a buzz cut. 6'5" and 230 pounds with a buff, not entirely muscular build. Brown and black hooded robe when on a stealth assignment, however, when not on stealth mission, usually wears heavy, steel armor. Has a slightly crooked nose form several breakings. A scar can be found across his neck, where his throat was slit, but stitched back up.
Bio: When Ambjörn was 9, a group of Russians who had been hiding in Sweden after deserting from the Russian military during the Finnish War, raided his family's farm. The farm, and surrounding settlement, were raided and all inside, killed. Ambjörn survived though, watching his parents being killed and burnt. It left a mental scar that would never heal. He left for Stockholm, where he worked in he docks. At the age of 14, he was already 6'3", and 200 lbs. The dock work made him strong, and he learned how to wield broadswords and war axes well, being taught by pirates and smugglers passing through the docks. In April of 1856, he was packing fish into ice boxes, when he spotted some familiar faces at the docks. The now incredibly old, Russian soldiers, boarding a boat back to Russia. He smuggled himself aboard in some crates. After knocking them unconscious, he tied heavy weights to their feet, and placed them on the deck. He asked them which one it was, which one did the unthinkable to a child in his village, not telling he, who he was. One of them began bragging about raping and killing Ambjörn's mother. Ambjörn kneeled down, staring into his eyes, all emotion gone from his face. The Russian knew from the cold look alone, that this was the child. Ambjörn threw them all into the river, all except the one. That one, he cut free, and grabbed by the throat. He started punching, and punching away at he man's face, leaving nothing but a bloody mass of flesh. As he dropped the soldier, Ambjörn fell to his knees, crying, he had no reason left to live. His goal was complete. Except he counted 10 men total. Not enough. There was 11. The leader. The leader was still out there. He became a common mercenary, killing not only for money, but pleasure, as he had nothing else. But then, he met a man who introduced him to a new world. The Assassin's world. At the age of 16, he was already stronger than most, but also reckless. On a mission, he got to cocky and ended up having his throat slit in battle. He survived, having his neck stitched together. He doesn't talk often, as it causes great pain. His dead eyes tell you enough when you see them, that even if he could talk without pain, he wouldn't have much to say. His goal remains, to kill the man who led the raid on his farm.
Primary Weapon: Single handed war axes
Secondary Melee Weapon: Claymore
Secondary Ranged Weapon: Schofield Revolver
Special Weapon: Gloves with iron studs on the fists.

*Sorry for the essay

Would you mind changing your name to Anders? Read the IC.

[Rob Halfordia]

Nation Name: Rob Halfordia
Character Name: Ambjörn Hjörleif
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Nationality: Swedish
Affiliation: Assassin
Rank: Initiate
Appearance: Caucasian with short, black hair, often a little longer than a buzz cut. 6'5" and 230 pounds with a buff, not entirely muscular build. Brown and black hooded robe when on a stealth assignment, however, when not on stealth mission, usually wears heavy, steel armor. Has a slightly crooked nose form several breakings. A scar can be found across his neck, where his throat was slit, but stitched back up.
Bio: When Ambjörn was 9, a group of Russians who had been hiding in Sweden after deserting from the Russian military during the Finnish War, raided his family's farm. The farm, and surrounding settlement, were raided and all inside, killed. Ambjörn survived though, watching his parents being killed and burnt. It left a mental scar that would never heal. He left for Stockholm, where he worked in he docks. At the age of 14, he was already 6'3", and 200 lbs. The dock work made him strong, and he learned how to wield broadswords and war axes well, being taught by pirates and smugglers passing through the docks. In April of 1856, he was packing fish into ice boxes, when he spotted some familiar faces at the docks. The now incredibly old, Russian soldiers, boarding a boat back to Russia. He smuggled himself aboard in some crates. After knocking them unconscious, he tied heavy weights to their feet, and placed them on the deck. He asked them which one it was, which one did the unthinkable to a child in his village, not telling he, who he was. One of them began bragging about raping and killing Ambjörn's mother. Ambjörn kneeled down, staring into his eyes, all emotion gone from his face. The Russian knew from the cold look alone, that this was the child. Ambjörn threw them all into the river, all except the one. That one, he cut free, and grabbed by the throat. He started punching, and punching away at he man's face, leaving nothing but a bloody mass of flesh. As he dropped the soldier, Ambjörn fell to his knees, crying, he had no reason left to live. His goal was complete. Except he counted 10 men total. Not enough. There was 11. The leader. The leader was still out there. He became a common mercenary, killing not only for money, but pleasure, as he had nothing else. But then, he met a man who introduced him to a new world. The Assassin's world. At the age of 16, he was already stronger than most, but also reckless. On a mission, he got to cocky and ended up having his throat slit in battle. He survived, having his neck stitched together. He doesn't talk often, as it causes great pain. His dead eyes tell you enough when you see them, that even if he could talk without pain, he wouldn't have much to say. His goal remains, to kill the man who led the raid on his farm.
Primary Weapon: Single handed war axes
Secondary Melee Weapon: Claymore
Secondary Ranged Weapon: Schofield Revolver
Special Weapon: Gloves with iron studs on the fists.

*Sorry for the essay

Would you mind changing your name to Anders? Read the IC.

I'm a bit pressed for time, could you post where you want me to read, or do I have to read the entire thing to know why?

[Marsisian]

So... Bismarck is going to be in 1867 to respond to Kramer's progress, just letting you know.

[Sulania]

Well, the governor of Odessa is dead. Thinks to poison and a lack of medical knowledge.

[Rob Halfordia]

Also, for a better idea of appearance of my character as far as physical features, imagine something like this:

Good old Gregor Clegane.

[Morrow den]

Is any Templar in the states or is it just me.

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

Well, the governor of Odessa is dead. Thinks to poison and a lack of medical knowledge.

Out of curiosity, why would a Russian spy, likely to only be based in Eastern Europe, have any interest in the Scottish Brotherhood?

[Sulania]

Well, the governor of Odessa is dead. Thinks to poison and a lack of medical knowledge.

Out of curiosity, why would a Russian spy, likely to only be based in Eastern Europe, have any interest in the Scottish Brotherhood?

Previous correspondence was to retain contact between the Russian and Scottish brotherhood. She doesn't have an interest in the Scottish Brotherhood, she just obtained and sent information and retained correspondence.

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

Previous correspondence was to retain contact between the Russian and Scottish brotherhood. She doesn't have an interest in the Scottish Brotherhood, she just obtained and sent information and retained correspondence.

Sharing information and containing correspondence is interest.

[Sulania]

Previous correspondence was to retain contact between the Russian and Scottish brotherhood. She doesn't have an interest in the Scottish Brotherhood, she just obtained and sent information and retained correspondence.

Sharing information and containing correspondence is interest.

Yes, but it isn't like she writes them because she is so deeply fascinated by Scotland or anything. She just does it in order to stay informed about the happenings in Scotland.

[Gordonisia]

Just started my character on a mission, but other Templars should feel free to join me or request that I help with another mission

[Marsisian]

Just started my character on a mission, but other Templars should feel free to join me or request that I help with another mission

Would you be willing to become a Colonel in the Korps der Kolonialtruppen after your mission?

[Sulania]

Just started my character on a mission, but other Templars should feel free to join me or request that I help with another mission

The Assassins will stop you! It just won't be me, I've neutralized my modem of information and need to find a new one. For all I know, your a hippy who loves red crosses. So we assassins have no idea what your mission is.

[Altito Asmoro]

Nation Name: Great Franconia and Verana
Character Name: Mary Stephenson
Age: 29
Gender: Female
Nationality: English
Affiliation: Assassins
Rank: Master Assassin
Appearance:
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Bio:Born into a family of great wealth, Mary grew up with the finest education, and was treated like royalty. Living in India while her father, a respected Colonel in the East India Company, was stationed there, Mary soon grew to admire the skill of the Gurkha mercenaries in her fathers unit. At the age of 9, Marys father began to train her, teaching her the art of war and the ruthless streak that he kept towards both the enemy and his men. His harsh treatment of Mary turned the once loving child into a cynical, and calculating teen. At the age of 17, her and her father went on a mission together, sneaking through the Gurkha villages in order to assassinate a traitor. However things went awry from the start. the Gurkha traitor was in fact and assassin, and her father, a tempalr. Confused, and in mental shock, Mary lashed out at all ear by, killing both her father and the Gurkha. Taken in by the village elders, she recommitted herself to her training, never forgetting the betrayal of her father. Rising through the ranks of the Indian Chapter of the assassins, Mary was transferred back to England, where her skills at guerrilla warfare, and he lightning fast speed will suit her well.
Primary Weapon: 2 Kuhkri Long Knives
Secondary Melee Weapon: Dueling Sword to be used only if needed
Secondary Ranged Weapon: single handed crossbow
Special Weapon: Smoke bombs, and rope darts

Accepted

[Morrow den]

Since I am all by myself in the states can I go on my own solo missions

[The Kingdom of Glitter]

Yes, but it isn't like she writes them because she is so deeply fascinated by Scotland or anything. She just does it in order to stay informed about the happenings in Scotland.

Perhaps if you changed it to the English Brotherhood it would be more appropriate, considering the Scots also don't speak English. They speak Lowland Scots or Scottish Gaelic.

Besides, it is just the convience of Queen Vicky being in Scotland like the majority of the year and (other) people automatically assuming she is a Templar without any proof.