Elementals 3: The White Rose (OOC, FANTASY, OPEN)

[Lazarian]

I love how hard some of the cast is trying not to be part of the cast.

[Constaniana]

I love how hard some of the cast is trying not to be part of the cast.

I'm herding cats here smh.

[Lazarian]

I'm starting to wonder if Gwen has any personality other than being vaguely bitchy. It's like she's trying to pull off Aerion's schtick, but less convincingly.

[Hanafuridake]

"Have some respect for your superiors, peasant." rumbled Alexei,

"Boy, your lady here's grandparents didn't create the earth or come down from skies on a rock or any of that shit. Listen, I know you're still in the part of life where you think they're better than you, but they're just born in better circumstances. I only serve because I'm paid well for this and because m'lord's a man worth serving."

Admit it, Fumi has influenced him more than he cares to admit.

[Lazarian]

"Have some respect for your superiors, peasant." rumbled Alexei,

"Boy, your lady here's grandparents didn't create the earth or come down from skies on a rock or any of that shit. Listen, I know you're still in the part of life where you think they're better than you, but they're just born in better circumstances. I only serve because I'm paid well for this and because m'lord's a man worth serving."

Admit it, Fumi has influenced him more than he cares to admit.

Okay, maybe a little.

[Olthar]

Alexei's app says he's 6'5", so Gwen is actually a few inches taller than him.

[Kassaran]

Big Russian Man: *looms*
Bigger Amazonian Woman: *looms more*

[Lazarian]

Alexei's app says he's 6'5", so Gwen is actually a few inches taller than him.

Mmm, now that'd be good information to put in an app or mention in the IC somewhere, wouldn't it?

[Kassaran]

But O' Hostility here I detect... desist one must or face the wrath of the Toilets of Darkness you will.

[Olthar]

Alexei's app says he's 6'5", so Gwen is actually a few inches taller than him.

Mmm, now that'd be good information to put in an app or mention in the IC somewhere, wouldn't it?

I mentioned IC that she was a foot and a half taller than Katya. That means she's, at minimum, 6'8".

[Lazarian]

Mmm, now that'd be good information to put in an app or mention in the IC somewhere, wouldn't it?

I mentioned IC that she was a foot and a half taller than Katya. That means she's, at minimum, 6'8".

You'd think being taller than Michael Jordan would be something referenced more than just a throwaway line, but mmmkay. I'll fix that.

[Olthar]

I mentioned IC that she was a foot and a half taller than Katya. That means she's, at minimum, 6'8".

You'd think being taller than Michael Jordan would be something referenced more than just a throwaway line, but mmmkay. I'll fix that.

This was, in fact, the second time that her height has been mentioned, and it wasn't a "throwaway" line as her using her height to physically intimidate Katya was a key component of that post.

[Lazarian]

You'd think being taller than Michael Jordan would be something referenced more than just a throwaway line, but mmmkay. I'll fix that.

This was, in fact, the second time that her height has been mentioned, and it wasn't a "throwaway" line as her using her height to physically intimidate Katya was a key component of that post.

Whatever you say, man.

[Olthar]

This was, in fact, the second time that her height has been mentioned, and it wasn't a "throwaway" line as her using her height to physically intimidate Katya was a key component of that post.

Whatever you say, man.

It sounds like you're getting upset over there. This is just an RP. Don't take it so personal.

[Lazarian]

Whatever you say, man.

It sounds like you're getting upset over there. This is just an RP. Don't take it so personal.

I'm not upset. I'm just not really convinced that her height was nearly as clear as you're making it seem here.

Not a big deal, though.

[Serconas]

Still working on the reworked app, I´ll probably able to post it some 12 hours from now.
Also, are there any naming conventions for Sahranjjite people since you (Constaniana) wrote they´re a mash-up of Egypt and China?

[Constaniana]

Still working on the reworked app, I´ll probably able to post it some 12 hours from now.
Also, are there any naming conventions for Sahranjjite people since you (Constaniana) wrote they´re a mash-up of Egypt and China?

Well there's the surname coming before the last name, but otherwise I hadn't thought up much in that regard.

[Reverend Norv]

In recognition of the fact that Ev is a newcomer to the group, I'm opting to write him from a detached perspective: no window on his thoughts, no interior monologue. Helps support the sense that he's a stranger, whom the other players will gradually have to get to know.

[Constaniana]

In recognition of the fact that Ev is a newcomer to the group, I'm opting to write him from a detached perspective: no window on his thoughts, no interior monologue. Helps support the sense that he's a stranger, whom the other players will gradually have to get to know.

That's a cool idea.

[Lazarian]

In recognition of the fact that Ev is a newcomer to the group, I'm opting to write him from a detached perspective: no window on his thoughts, no interior monologue. Helps support the sense that he's a stranger, whom the other players will gradually have to get to know.

That's pretty clever. I like it!

[Hanafuridake]

In recognition of the fact that Ev is a newcomer to the group, I'm opting to write him from a detached perspective: no window on his thoughts, no interior monologue. Helps support the sense that he's a stranger, whom the other players will gradually have to get to know.

That's really clever. It's going to be fun seeing the party have to learn about him over time.

[Serconas]

Apologies for the wait, took me far longer then I had anticipated.

Name: Ke'Am U'Zhar
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Ke'Am is about 6 feet (1,83m) tall and weighs roughly 165 pounds (75kg). Due to his past his body is more athletic then wiry. His almost shoulder-length black hair is held back with a simple leatherband. Ke'Ams eyes are of a warm brown and his complexion is a shade of light brown (think Mexican). He has a ritual scar on the back of his nose.
Element: Earth
Skills: He´s good in using his shortbow, spear-thrower and axe, as well as in tracking animals and crafting primitive tools.
Personality: His new life made him calm and rather withdrawn, keeping to himself out of circumstance and in an (desperate?) attempt to not loose himself. Although he can get quite emotional in some, specific, instances. What lies beneath the shell of Ke'Am´s new self is anyones guess, but maybe he´ll be able to open up a bit if someone gained enough of his trust and respect.
He has a strong distaste for Sahranjja and its ruling class on whos behest his family was partly killed and enslaved. While Ke'Am knows that the common man is much less if not completely unresponsible for his people's treatment his hatred at times bleeds into his judgement of them.
Weaknesses: Strange lands, strange people, Ke'Ams home was vastly different from Galllia. Much of his knowledge about the world is severly outdated and thus downright useless. He knows little about Gallian culture, has little to no understanding of the technology and his understanding of the Galllian language isn´t the best either.
He has little knowledge about how to use his ability to exert control over earthen material Thus he is restricted to simpler, smaller uses of this godly gift. Greater ones come about involuntarily under duress or with an increased concentration on the matter and result in quite some exhaustion.
Having lost his family Ke'Am cares deeply about those he considers friends, which brought him trouble before.
Equipment, if any: Ke'Am possess a supposedly enchanted iron axe with a 1 1/2 foot long handle, a spear-thrower, 3 darts or throwing-spears, a shortbow and a collection of flint-tipped arrows. For his protection he only uses a small wooden shield made from a plank. He wears a simple leather armor and linen gambeson with trousers he looted from the guard he killed onboard the ship of his former master. While it is Sahranjjite in appearance Ke'Am defaced any symbols that could pinpoint a more specific origin (emblems etc.). (similar to what this guy is wearing, without helmet/weapon: https://www.dragonhobby.com/Pictures/BlackDog/F75002-1.jpg )
The nomad carries with him a pack of tinder, various small flintstone tools, some rations, a waterskin and a small steel knife.
Bio: Ke'Am was born in the great desert beyond Sahranjjas Iron Wall as the second son of a nomadic tribesman. Their chief led them well. Through dunes and ruins, living in the shade of the latter and from one oasis to the other. Ke'Am learned early on how to survive in the scorched sands: using cacti as source of water, identifying as well as catching the various critters lurking inbetween dry bushes and stones. Later on he would also learn how to herd and care for the few animals which his small tribe possessed. As Ke'Am grew older his parents taught him and his two siblings how to properly process the slaughtered animals, hunted or domesticated, into tools, clothing and food. Since it was absolutely necessary for the survival of his tight-knit community Ke'Am learned from the other men of the tribe how to hunt. While adept with a bow he much prefered the spear-thrower, going so far as to carve his very own out of bone.
After sucessfully completing the required ritual and trial to be intiated as into the group as an adult Ke'Am was also recognized as a proper hunter.
His life hower changed dramatically when his tribe set off to meet with another one to renew their vows of brotherhood, exchange gifts and most importantly to share stories and look for partners for the unwed. Shortly before they arrived the meeting point the tribes scouts noticed an encampment of strangers. Before the elders could dedide what to do, the strangers - Sahranjjan warriors out to catch whatever they deemed valuable – were upon them.
The nomads fought them with everything they had while trying to get their families into the safety of some nearby ruins, but it was no use. The strangers completely outmached them with their steel armor and weapons spewing fire. Those that weren´t killed were instead taken captive, bound by their hands and lead through the desert right into Sahranjja to be sold as slaves.
Passing through the Iron Wall – the largest construct he had ever seen – made it clear for Ke'Am that his old life was forever over. But this was only the beginning of the things to come.
Being displayed at one of the slave markets together with some of his tribe and others only to be then seperated from them after two days in chains and cages he had hardly time or mind to marvel at the greatness of the empire.
Ke'Am was bought – along with all of his possessions - by Yasir Dedwen one of the wealthy merchants who saw it as his mission to civilize the young savage from the desert. Or more of an amusing game, really. Of course Ke'Am defied the man whenever he could, trying to flee after barely three days. For this he was severly beaten by the two of the merchant's servants only for Ke'Am to try again after having recovered. For this attempt however the young nomad earned a whipping by the man of the house himself.
Unable to sleep on his back for the next week he decided it was better to bring his priorities in new order, which meant going along with the merchant's wishes to become 'civilized'. This meant properly learning the Sahranjjan language as well as parts of the culture. Including something called 'manners'. Ke'Am was also given a new name to further his 'integration' into Sahranjjite society: Nemti al-Bariya or 'Wanderer of the Desert' to mock his origin.
During this time he also had to help out in the house, which meant watering plants, carrying the merchants purchase, feeding his dogs and most of all: lots of cleaning.
To Ke'Ams surprise the lady of house – Tajet - also wanted him to watch over her two children when she wasn´t able to, since this was the original reason he was bought. Of course his attempts to escape proved himself to be far more rebellious then anticipated.
While reluctant at first Ke'Am quickly grew attached to both youngsters, much to their fathers dismay. This also tempered Ke'Am quite a bit, as he now had someone he at leastpartially cared about.
In his fourth year of being a slave to Dedwen one of the merchant's clients recognized in Ke'Am an unsual boon: He was a so-called Elemental, a being that could though magic manipulate a specific element. In the nomads case this element was earth and his master´s client suggested to train in the use of said boon as it would award Dedwen great prestige due to owning an Elemental.
Ke'Ams master agreed at first, but had already other plans namely to sell him to someone from the United Galllian federation, who – and he was sure of it – were in dire need of supernatural soldiers for their cause, whether they were willing or not. Until then Ke'Am became the Galllian language hammered into him while learning a thing or two about using his magic ability. The latter experience was rather bizarre for Ke'Am as he had never found anything unusual about this. Sand flowing around his fingers, a pebble floating up from the ground into his hand, all things he deemed completely natural and mundane, especially since a number of his kin also possessed this 'power'.
And so after another year at the Yasiri houshold Ke'Am would be shipped to Galdenton where is new master lived.
The journey over the ocean was harrowing as the nomad has never been on a boat or the open sea. Staying most of the time below deck Ke'Am was given mostly busywork by the captain, but was essentially a servant to the ship´s crew.
He would never arrive there though as the merchant ship got caught in a violent storm just after leaving Guardspoint having to come ashore in Redbeach instead to avoid further damage to the vessel.
Seeing his chance Ke'Am attempted to flee the night the ship had anchored while most of the crew was fast asleep, tired from trying to get their vessel back together. After he had killed his guard in a violent but brief struggle the nomad put on the dead mans clothes in an effort to not draw anymore attention to himself. But something else got his attention, Ke'Am could feel it tugging on his mind and leading him to one of the boxes. Upon opening it he found an metal axe inside covered with strange symbols, and it spoke to the nomad, promising him the strength to free his people from the Sahranjjites grasp if Ke'Am were to venture north in search for 'a holy place'.
Realizing that this might be his only stab at reuniting with his actual family, Ke'Am took said axe as well as some rations to finally return to his own path.
The next few weeks he travelled north, first through the woods to shake off any pursuers who were surely behind him, later on the existing paths but trying to avoid contact with other people for the time being. Although that wasn´t possible at every occasion. To Ke'Ams surprise some of the Galllians he met on the way were friendlier then he had expected, still there was no-one among them the nomad would have considered a friend. Still, he was mostly met with suspipcion due to his appearance.
While travelling the young man made use of the skills he had aquired during the earlier part of his life, building himself a small makeshift shield, a shortbow and arrows with tips from flint as well as carving a new spear-thrower with the appropriate darts. While these weapons gave Ke'Am more versatility in a potential fight, he knew that they´d be almost useless against even thin metal armor.
Now the city of Carogne lies before him from where he will hopefully travel to the mainland.

Theme Song (Optional):
RP Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?p=25132849#p25132849

I hope the bit with the axe is alright, if not I´ll change it. Though it´s intended as a vague guiding voice rather than a powerful artifact.

[Rupudska]

The good (and bad) part of writing Catrin is that she just says what she thinks.

[Constaniana]

Aerion would be upset if a puppy tried to join the group.

Apologies for the wait, took me far longer then I had anticipated.

Name: Ke'Am U'Zhar
Sex: Male
Age: 23
Appearance: Ke'Am is about 6 feet (1,83m) tall and weighs roughly 165 pounds (75kg). Due to his past his body is more athletic then wiry. His almost shoulder-length black hair is held back with a simple leatherband. Ke'Ams eyes are of a warm brown and his complexion is a shade of light brown (think Mexican). He has a ritual scar on the back of his nose.
Element: Earth
Skills: He´s good in using his shortbow, spear-thrower and axe, as well as in tracking animals and crafting primitive tools.
Personality: His new life made him calm and rather withdrawn, keeping to himself out of circumstance and in an (desperate?) attempt to not loose himself. Although he can get quite emotional in some, specific, instances. What lies beneath the shell of Ke'Am´s new self is anyones guess, but maybe he´ll be able to open up a bit if someone gained enough of his trust and respect.
He has a strong distaste for Sahranjja and its ruling class on whos behest his family was partly killed and enslaved. While Ke'Am knows that the common man is much less if not completely unresponsible for his people's treatment his hatred at times bleeds into his judgement of them.
Weaknesses: Strange lands, strange people, Ke'Ams home was vastly different from Galllia. Much of his knowledge about the world is severly outdated and thus downright useless. He knows little about Gallian culture, has little to no understanding of the technology and his understanding of the Galllian language isn´t the best either.
He has little knowledge about how to use his ability to exert control over earthen material Thus he is restricted to simpler, smaller uses of this godly gift. Greater ones come about involuntarily under duress or with an increased concentration on the matter and result in quite some exhaustion.
Having lost his family Ke'Am cares deeply about those he considers friends, which brought him trouble before.
Equipment, if any: Ke'Am possess a supposedly enchanted iron axe with a 1 1/2 foot long handle, a spear-thrower, 3 darts or throwing-spears, a shortbow and a collection of flint-tipped arrows. For his protection he only uses a small wooden shield made from a plank. He wears a simple leather armor and linen gambeson with trousers he looted from the guard he killed onboard the ship of his former master. While it is Sahranjjite in appearance Ke'Am defaced any symbols that could pinpoint a more specific origin (emblems etc.). (similar to what this guy is wearing, without helmet/weapon: https://www.dragonhobby.com/Pictures/BlackDog/F75002-1.jpg )
The nomad carries with him a pack of tinder, various small flintstone tools, some rations, a waterskin and a small steel knife.
Bio: Ke'Am was born in the great desert beyond Sahranjjas Iron Wall as the second son of a nomadic tribesman. Their chief led them well. Through dunes and ruins, living in the shade of the latter and from one oasis to the other. Ke'Am learned early on how to survive in the scorched sands: using cacti as source of water, identifying as well as catching the various critters lurking inbetween dry bushes and stones. Later on he would also learn how to herd and care for the few animals which his small tribe possessed. As Ke'Am grew older his parents taught him and his two siblings how to properly process the slaughtered animals, hunted or domesticated, into tools, clothing and food. Since it was absolutely necessary for the survival of his tight-knit community Ke'Am learned from the other men of the tribe how to hunt. While adept with a bow he much prefered the spear-thrower, going so far as to carve his very own out of bone.
After sucessfully completing the required ritual and trial to be intiated as into the group as an adult Ke'Am was also recognized as a proper hunter.
His life hower changed dramatically when his tribe set off to meet with another one to renew their vows of brotherhood, exchange gifts and most importantly to share stories and look for partners for the unwed. Shortly before they arrived the meeting point the tribes scouts noticed an encampment of strangers. Before the elders could dedide what to do, the strangers - Sahranjjan warriors out to catch whatever they deemed valuable – were upon them.
The nomads fought them with everything they had while trying to get their families into the safety of some nearby ruins, but it was no use. The strangers completely outmached them with their steel armor and weapons spewing fire. Those that weren´t killed were instead taken captive, bound by their hands and lead through the desert right into Sahranjja to be sold as slaves.
Passing through the Iron Wall – the largest construct he had ever seen – made it clear for Ke'Am that his old life was forever over. But this was only the beginning of the things to come.
Being displayed at one of the slave markets together with some of his tribe and others only to be then seperated from them after two days in chains and cages he had hardly time or mind to marvel at the greatness of the empire.
Ke'Am was bought – along with all of his possessions - by Yasir Dedwen one of the wealthy merchants who saw it as his mission to civilize the young savage from the desert. Or more of an amusing game, really. Of course Ke'Am defied the man whenever he could, trying to flee after barely three days. For this he was severly beaten by the two of the merchant's servants only for Ke'Am to try again after having recovered. For this attempt however the young nomad earned a whipping by the man of the house himself.
Unable to sleep on his back for the next week he decided it was better to bring his priorities in new order, which meant going along with the merchant's wishes to become 'civilized'. This meant properly learning the Sahranjjan language as well as parts of the culture. Including something called 'manners'. Ke'Am was also given a new name to further his 'integration' into Sahranjjite society: Nemti al-Bariya or 'Wanderer of the Desert' to mock his origin.
During this time he also had to help out in the house, which meant watering plants, carrying the merchants purchase, feeding his dogs and most of all: lots of cleaning.
To Ke'Ams surprise the lady of house – Tajet - also wanted him to watch over her two children when she wasn´t able to, since this was the original reason he was bought. Of course his attempts to escape proved himself to be far more rebellious then anticipated.
While reluctant at first Ke'Am quickly grew attached to both youngsters, much to their fathers dismay. This also tempered Ke'Am quite a bit, as he now had someone he at leastpartially cared about.
In his fourth year of being a slave to Dedwen one of the merchant's clients recognized in Ke'Am an unsual boon: He was a so-called Elemental, a being that could though magic manipulate a specific element. In the nomads case this element was earth and his master´s client suggested to train in the use of said boon as it would award Dedwen great prestige due to owning an Elemental.
Ke'Ams master agreed at first, but had already other plans namely to sell him to someone from the United Galllian federation, who – and he was sure of it – were in dire need of supernatural soldiers for their cause, whether they were willing or not. Until then Ke'Am became the Galllian language hammered into him while learning a thing or two about using his magic ability. The latter experience was rather bizarre for Ke'Am as he had never found anything unusual about this. Sand flowing around his fingers, a pebble floating up from the ground into his hand, all things he deemed completely natural and mundane, especially since a number of his kin also possessed this 'power'.
And so after another year at the Yasiri houshold Ke'Am would be shipped to Galdenton where is new master lived.
The journey over the ocean was harrowing as the nomad has never been on a boat or the open sea. Staying most of the time below deck Ke'Am was given mostly busywork by the captain, but was essentially a servant to the ship´s crew.
He would never arrive there though as the merchant ship got caught in a violent storm just after leaving Guardspoint having to come ashore in Redbeach instead to avoid further damage to the vessel.
Seeing his chance Ke'Am attempted to flee the night the ship had anchored while most of the crew was fast asleep, tired from trying to get their vessel back together. After he had killed his guard in a violent but brief struggle the nomad put on the dead mans clothes in an effort to not draw anymore attention to himself. But something else got his attention, Ke'Am could feel it tugging on his mind and leading him to one of the boxes. Upon opening it he found an metal axe inside covered with strange symbols, and it spoke to the nomad, promising him the strength to free his people from the Sahranjjites grasp if Ke'Am were to venture north in search for 'a holy place'.
Realizing that this might be his only stab at reuniting with his actual family, Ke'Am took said axe as well as some rations to finally return to his own path.
The next few weeks he travelled north, first through the woods to shake off any pursuers who were surely behind him, later on the existing paths but trying to avoid contact with other people for the time being. Although that wasn´t possible at every occasion. To Ke'Ams surprise some of the Galllians he met on the way were friendlier then he had expected, still there was no-one among them the nomad would have considered a friend. Still, he was mostly met with suspipcion due to his appearance.
While travelling the young man made use of the skills he had aquired during the earlier part of his life, building himself a small makeshift shield, a shortbow and arrows with tips from flint as well as carving a new spear-thrower with the appropriate darts. While these weapons gave Ke'Am more versatility in a potential fight, he knew that they´d be almost useless against even thin metal armor.
Now the city of Carogne lies before him from where he will hopefully travel to the mainland.

Theme Song (Optional):
RP Sample: https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?p=25132849#p25132849

I hope the bit with the axe is alright, if not I´ll change it. Though it´s intended as a vague guiding voice rather than a powerful artifact.

I can see the axe voice being Terestark trying to shepherd the character towards the plot, so I'd say it's fine. Accepted!

Mayhaps if he's entering the city he could bump into Fumiko and help drag her back to the plot?

[Hanafuridake]

Can I go ahead and have Flacht spot the group?