Beyond the Veil: A GATE Inspired RP (OOC/Open)

[Nations United for Conquest]

-Snip-

I feel like I'm the only one who's ever read The Things They Carried sometimes...

Also, Army is where it is at

Hey, so long as that 45-ton Crate doesn't fall on one of my guys, it's all good. Or you know, fuck up my logistics. Let the Navy guys deal with the ship, I'll deal with the Natives

[Ormata]

-Snip-

I feel like I'm the only one who's ever read The Things They Carried sometimes...

Also, Army is where it is at

Hey, so long as that 45-ton Crate doesn't fall on one of my guys, it's all good. Or you know, fuck up my logistics. Let the Navy guys deal with the ship, I'll deal with the Natives

Eh. OK book. It was interesting, though I'll give ya that.

As for logistics, trust me when I say a lot of things can fuck up your logistics. A lot of things that you probably won't have control over.

By the way, uh...Marines are gonna let diplomats through...right?

[Amarian Union]

*Shwugs*

[Nations United for Conquest]

By the way, uh...Marines are gonna let diplomats through...right?

That's above my pay-grade, but as long as they're willing to carry a gun and ruck a pack, I don't see any issue

[Ormata]

By the way, uh...Marines are gonna let diplomats through...right?

That's above my pay-grade, but as long as they're willing to carry a gun and ruck a pack, I don't see any issue

I mean "Are Marines going to let Corlean diplomats through their defensive line to do diplomat things".

[Legatia]

That's above my pay-grade, but as long as they're willing to carry a gun and ruck a pack, I don't see any issue

I mean "Are Marines going to let Corlean diplomats through their defensive line to do diplomat things".

Blindly? No. Diplomats are likely going to be held and questioned, and also aren't likely considering neither side knows much about the other. Will they be allowed in to negotiate eventually? Of course.

[Rupudska]

*schnibbedy sschnnabb :DDDDDD*

I'd say it's pretty done, wouldn't you think?

[Legatia]

*schnibbedy sschnnabb DDDDD*

I'd say it's pretty done, wouldn't you think?

Not quite. Your bio ends abruptly (though i'm not sure if it's supposed to end there), and I still need an RP sample. Fix those and you're gold

[Rupudska]

I'd say it's pretty done, wouldn't you think?

Not quite. Your bio ends abruptly (though i'm not sure if it's supposed to end there), and I still need an RP sample. Fix those and you're gold

I was literally the OP of one of the past GATE RPs but go on, and the bio is supposed to end abruptly because while she did well innadesert, she didn't really do all that much (she considers) significant outside of the odd village or region.

[Legatia]

Not quite. Your bio ends abruptly (though i'm not sure if it's supposed to end there), and I still need an RP sample. Fix those and you're gold

I was literally the OP of one of the past GATE RPs but go on, and the bio is supposed to end abruptly because while she did well innadesert, she didn't really do all that much (she considers) significant outside of the odd village or region.

Considering it's well enough thought out and that last fact is true enough, I'll accept it. Welcome aboard, I'll have you on the roster shortly.

With that we're starting to get a comfortable ratio for our CRP, I'll start work on an IC probably tomorrow.

[Brusia]

Strike Group Essex: Personnel File

Required Information

Name|Rank|Role: Hondo Bauer | Corporal (E-4) | Designated Marksman

Age|Height|Weight:
24 | 6'2'' | 185 lbs

Allegiance|Character Class:
Strike Group Essex, USMC | Designated Marksman

Magic Sensitivity:
Null

D.O.B|Birthplace|Nationality
November 9, 1995 | Cody, WY | American

Sex|Sexuality:
Male|Heterosexual

Appearance Image & Description:

Biography: Hondo Bauer was born in 1995 in Cody, WY and grew up on a small ranch not far away. His father was an avid hunter (and a big Louis L'Amour fan), and from a young age Hondo often accompanied his father on his hunting trips. He was home-schooled by his mother, but spent most of his youth working on the ranch. Over the course of his home-schooling, he did develop a passion for history, and what little free time he did have was often spent reading up on the subject.

After getting his GED, Hondo decided to go to college to study history, much to the chagrin of his father who saw little value in higher education and wanted his son to continue working on the ranch. After receiving a scholarship to the University of Wyoming, he defied his father and attended anyway. Majoring in history, he would study at UW for the next two years until school budget cuts cost him his scholarship and left him unable to pay his tuition. After failing to get a loan and his family refused to help, he talked to a local Marine recruiter who convinced him to enlist to pay off the rest of his education.

His old hunting trips served him well in basic, and his marksmanship helped him qualify for additional Designated Marksman training, during which he proved to be one of the best shots in his group and completed his training with flying colors. Not long after completing his training he was assigned to the 13th Marine Expeditionary Unit, where he has served ever since, and with which he was carried through the warp storm and into another world...

Personality: Hondo is a quiet, but generally amicable fellow, who tends to keep to himself but is fiercely loyal to the friends he does have.

Non-Required Information

Equipment:

• Primary Weapon: M39 EMR with Leupold TS-30A2 Mark 4 MR/T scope, suppressor, bipod, and sling
• Secondary Weapon: Colt M45A1 with Surefire x300 light
• Additional Munitions: KA-BAR, 2x M84 stun grenades
• Uniform Equipment: Standard uniform with plate carrier, combat helmet, and night-vision device
• Misc. & Other Stuff: Has a few history books in his quarters, keeps a pocket Bible on his person (with a few blank pages for scribbling notes), Samsung Galaxy s9, headphones

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

RP Sample: Same as previous app

[Legatia]

Strike Group Essex: Personnel File

Required Information

Name|Rank|Role: Hondo Bauer | Corporal (E-4) | Designated Marksman

Age|Height|Weight:
24 | 6'2'' | 185 lbs

Allegiance|Character Class:
Strike Group Essex, USMC | Designated Marksman

Magic Sensitivity:
Null

D.O.B|Birthplace|Nationality
November 9, 1995 | Cody, WY | American

Sex|Sexuality:
Male|Heterosexual

Appearance Image & Description:

(Image)

Biography: Hondo Bauer was born in 1995 in Cody, WY and grew up on a small ranch not far away. His father was an avid hunter (and a big Louis L'Amour fan), and from a young age Hondo often accompanied his father on his hunting trips. He was home-schooled by his mother, but spent most of his youth working on the ranch. Over the course of his home-schooling, he did develop a passion for history, and what little free time he did have was often spent reading up on the subject.

After getting his GED, Hondo decided to go to college to study history, much to the chagrin of his father who saw little value in higher education and wanted his son to continue working on the ranch. After receiving a scholarship to the University of Wyoming, he defied his father and attended anyway. Majoring in history, he would study at UW for the next two years until school budget cuts cost him his scholarship and left him unable to pay his tuition. After failing to get a loan and his family refused to help, he talked to a local Marine recruiter who convinced him to enlist to pay off the rest of his education.

His old hunting trips served him well in basic, and his marksmanship helped him qualify for additional Designated Marksman training, during which he proved to be one of the best shots in his group and completed his training with flying colors. Not long after completing his training he was assigned to the 13th Marine Expeditionary Unit, where he has served ever since, and with which he was carried through the warp storm and into another world...

Personality: Hondo is a quiet, but generally amicable fellow, who tends to keep to himself but is fiercely loyal to the friends he does have.

Non-Required Information

Equipment:

• Primary Weapon: M39 EMR with Leupold TS-30A2 Mark 4 MR/T scope, suppressor, bipod, and sling
• Secondary Weapon: Colt M45A1 with Surefire x300 light
• Additional Munitions: KA-BAR, 2x M84 stun grenades
• Uniform Equipment: Standard uniform with plate carrier, combat helmet, and night-vision device
• Misc. & Other Stuff: Has a few history books in his quarters, keeps a pocket Bible on his person (with a few blank pages for scribbling notes), Samsung Galaxy s9, headphones

Moral Alignment: True Neutral

RP Sample: Same as previous app

Accepted. I’ll add you to the roster shortly, welcome aboard!

[Brusia]

Accepted. I’ll add you to the roster shortly, welcome aboard!

Thanks again

[Legatia]

IC thread is now live, and linked in the OP!

[Legatia]

After some thought I realized I'd need a primary Imperial character as well to keep things moving along. Introducing the Crown Princess of Corleans, a throwback to my original character from Bentus', and the Order she comes with.

Strike Group Essex: Personnel File
**(Erase words in parentheses before posting finished app)**

Required Information

Name|Rank|Role:
Cordelia Amarina Augerena | Crown Princess | Crown Princess, Lady-Commander of the Order of the Camellia

Age|Height|Weight:
19|167 cm|59 kg

Allegiance|Character Class:
Empire of Corleans | Knight

Magic Sensitivity:
Micro

D.O.B|Birthplace|Nationality
March 21st, 1999 | Osephia, Empire of Corleans | Corlean

Sex|Sexuality:
Female | Heterosexual

Appearance Image & Description:

Biography:
Cordelia is the eldest daughter of the Emperor of Corleans, Vvenhal Auguren VIII, and his third child by his wife, Amelie Augurena. After the death of his eldest son to a brash duel in his childhood, and the passiveness of his second son, the Emperor designated Cordelia his heir on her fourth birthday. Cordelia's grooming took a drastic alteration, her father commanding that as the next Empress of Corleans- and to be the first Empress Regnant in at least two hundred years- she would undergo rigorous education and training to prepare her for rule.

At the age of 11, Cordelia's training took an unusual turn as she began to incorporate training as a knight with her father's blessing. She managed, much to the surprise of her seasoned instructors, to keep pace with the boys she trained with at the Emperor's own Samarien Academy, where many knights who would later serve in prestigious knightly roles were trained- including most of the sworn knights to her father. Graduating at age 17, she was awarded the post of Lady-Commander of the Order of the Camellia, a knightly order sworn to her father's house. This was done in preparation for an immediate campaign to the north, where Cordelia, green as grass, led the Order to a few victories in battle. While the campaign was short, it was the young Princess' first experience leading a large command, and proved her command authority in battle.

It has been two years since that first campaign, and the Order, conducting policing and training to the south of the capital, was the closest of her father's sworn assets to the rumors of the so-called "Grey Fleet". Ordered to oversee the Imperial investigation of the rumors, Cordelia and her Order have began to make preparations.

Personality: Cordelia is a refined, levelheaded and amicable woman who does her best to maintain a noble presence at all times. This however does tend to slip in the company of friends and compatriots, who she takes a warmer approach with. Unfalteringly loyal, she has a very strong moral compass and will strongly pursue what she believes to be the 'right' course. She leads with natural talent and does so by example, sometimes at detriment to her own self. She strives to better herself as a leader so she may be properly suited for the role of Empress.

Non-Required Information

Past Occupations, Positions, Roles, Ranks and Achievements:

• Crown Princess, Empire of Corleans
• Heir to Emperor Vvenhal Auguren VIII
• Honor Graduate, Samarien Academy, Osephia
• Commander of the Order of the Scarlet Sun (honorific order)
• Lady-Commander, Order of the Camellia

Equipment:

• Primary Weapon: Normally uses a silversteel longsword, or a shorter bladed polearm such as a spear or glaive.
• Secondary Weapon: A long dirk made of the same silversteel.
• Additional Munitions: Able to utilize bow, throwing spears, slings, and most bladed weapons- though her fighting style relies primarily on speed, so she avoids heavier weapons.
• Uniform Equipment: In lieu of solid plate commonly worn by the rest of her Order, Cordelia wears a solidly armored dress composed primarily of portions of plate, reinforced boots and gauntlets, etc.
• Misc. & Other Stuff: Commonly carries a small amount of gold, a cask of water, a quill, and various small potions in a small satchel. Also carries a wax seal stamp at all times with her coat of arms.

Moral Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Likes: Single combat, horsemanship, outdoor camping, pleasant conversations, the mountains.

Dislikes: The ocean, pitched battles, high formal events, tea of any kind, those lacking manners.

RP Sample:

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Order of the Camellia
The Order of the Camellia is a knightly order sworn to the Imperial House of Corleans, specifically the ruling monarch of the house- currently the Emperor. It is a smaller order of 56 sworn knights, including the Crown Princess, and is among the smallest of the House's sworn military groups. However, that does not remove its distinction. The Order of the Camellia is one as old as House Auguren itself, formed by the first Auguren Emperor, Tarmon I, nearly 500 years ago. It has always been a smaller order of knights who serve as a more specialized, elite force on the battlefield, performing scouting, opportunity attacks on exposed flanks, or bridging fledgling gaps in the line. In times of peace they commonly supplement the palace guards in Osephia, or enforce the Emperor's Law in any region of his lands. At the time that Strike Group Essex arrived they were policing in the areas to the far south of the capital, and were among the closest sworn group to the Emperor able to investigate..

[Ormata]

Oh good, good.

Warden and Co will already be on the road, stationing themselves in the village in order to get supplies. Will be a nice little run-in. Hope you don't mind that I'll name the town.

[Legatia]

Oh good, good.

Warden and Co will already be on the road, stationing themselves in the village in order to get supplies. Will be a nice little run-in. Hope you don't mind that I'll name the town.

The Princess isn't close enough to the first town where she'll be intercepting their group, unfortunately. You'll probably meet the CRP first. Unless you mean a different village.

[Nations United for Conquest]

Strike Group Essex: Personnel File

Required Information

Name|Rank|Role: Ilsa Kahl | Duchess of Valem | High-Lord of a Realm

Age|Height|Weight: 24 | 1.7m | 60Kg

Allegiance|Character Class: To Valem, Her ideals, and the Royal Family | Noble

Magic Sensitivity: Maxi

D.O.B|Birthplace|Nationality 4/2/1995 | Guerin, Valem | Valai

Sex|Sexuality: Female | Hetero

Appearance Image & Description:

Biography:

Hmm? Oh, well I was born as the only child to the Duke of Valem, my father, with my mother unfournately dying during my birth. She had appearently always been a bit of a sickly and weak woman, and my birth was more than her body could handle and it seems it lead to her death. I was too young to understand what had happened at that time, though Father never was bitter about it. It was not to say he wasn't in grief, for he never remarried after her death, despite a large number of suitors and his relatively young age at the time of her death. In the place of a mother or maid as a care giver my father remained largely incharge of me. He was probably about as kind and dotting of father you could imagine, though to say he spoiled me in the traditional way would be wrong. He was always a free spirit and would use any excuse he could to escape from his duties as a Duke to roam around the Empire and even lands far beyond the borders that the crown control; even venturing forth enough to parlay with the Elves and various DemiHuman tribes around the world. As his only child, but more so as his pupil I was always the one to accompany him. He taught me many things without even trying, but even more through his actual teachings. I never understood it, but he always seemed to ready to impart the knowledge he had gathered over his life upon me to matter the situation, even if it meant a lecture. That was largely my childhood; traveling from realm to realm, parlaying with whomever we came across and honing my skills in all manner of study from history of the Empire to knowledge of the Arcane.

Such was my life until the age of around Eleven when my father had decided it would be a good idea to enroll me in the Royal Knight's Academy. He himself had been through it and had met a good number of friends, several of whom were Royal Knights by such a point, many of whom I had met and encourage him to enroll me. I had no qualms with it, as I had put up with my Father's whims thus far, though I worried for how he would fair in my absence. It was then I'd leave home on my own for largely the first time and deceand into the world that I would more or less call my home for a large majority of my life. At first the Academy was quiet for me. I enjoyed reading and studying, and while I got along well with the others, I never took much interest in them, though the same could not be said for their relation to me. I would like to think it was because of my personality in the beginning, I know this simply isn't the case, for they were truly after the magical abilities that I possessed. Even at such a young age, I was already beginning to show a profficenty for magic that far exceeded those of around me. It was my blessed blood, but such a fact drew even more towards me, as one would expect in a world of knights where strength seemingly meant all. Eventually, as things progressed and I grew older the number of people who flocked to me slowly faded, though I paid no mind. Yet, at the same time, while my own peers began to stray from one who was quickly surpassing them, I seemed to gather a following among the underclassmen, which presented a whole other set of annoyance for my daily life. So much for my time alone to read or study, as I was constantly enjoying tea or training with my underclassmen in swordplay or the Arcane Arts. I, however, could never find it in myself to ignore or deny them. Perhaps I was simply too nice.

Though it was around this time, my second to last year in the Knight's Academy when I came across a particular underclassman, a first year girl who seemed to have ended up in a situation much like my own when I had first arrived to the Academy. I couldn't figure out why, perhaps it was our similar experiences, but I found myself captivated by this young lass, and one day I happened to save her from a bind with some of her classmates and I suppose that is where it all began. Despite being so young she was quite the dignified young lady and always seemed to be putting on the best airs when around others at the Academy, though it didn't take much to see she was perhaps trying a bit too hard at times. It didn't take many conversations to see a lot of what she did was simply a front. The young girl with the fiery red hair, always so noble and dignified, was still very much a kid, goofing off and warmly chatting with myself. She had her own ideals to follow, as did I, but she was more than open minded to many ideas and always saw everything as a chance to better herself for the sake of others around her, as opposed to I who saw everything as a chance to understand more and expose a greater truth to the world, though both were certainly noble and lofty ideals to uphold. And thus was how I spent the remainder of my two years, and by far the best two, in the Imperial Knight's Academy; training in swordplay, studying various topics, chatting and myself attempting to impart as much worldly knowledge upon the young girl as I could, as my father had done to me many a year ago. Funnily enough, it wasn't until the outset of my last year did I truly learn who she was; the Crown Princess of the Empire. She never mentioned such to me, and everyone around me simply seemed to believe that I already knew. I had even met her when she was younger but did not recall the meeting. Nevertheless I left her on bittersweet terms as I prepared to advance further to the Imperial Royal Officers Academy...

Though before I even had a chance to attend the Officer's Academy I would have one last interesting encounter that would truly set me upon the path I know walk. At the time I was to begin attending the Academy, war broke out yet again in the South-East between many of the Lords in Osjio and the Illiac Alliance, calling away many of the more senior members of the Academy to join the front-lines against the enemy forces. Not even in the Academy at such a time I was simply left alone to prepare for going to what would be an empty school with the other first years of the Academy. It was at this ball that I would be reunited with my Father after six long years away from home as well as many of his friends and their children. In particular it would be my Cousin, Aswen, of whom I had not seen since being a child. It was around that time I ran into a young man who was transparently the good friend of my Cousin. The young lad was off by himself, enjoying the rich food of the party and studying the stars when I began to approach him, though he ignored me at first, in the spur of the moment I grabbed him by the hand, not knowing the reason myself, and dragged him into the courtyard that rested just below the great ball room of which the party was going on. I changed into a bit more of comfortable clothes, and gave the guy a wooden practice sword. He seemed confused at first, but after nearly taking a blow to the head, he caught on quickly to what was happening quite quickly. I lost track of time, but we must have been quite some time, as several attendants came looking for us. Though I am loath to admit it, had they not come it was likely I would have lost our fight.

After that, the man returned to his usual place among the far corner of the room near the alcohal and food, but each time our eyes met in the remainder we would flash a wiry smile upon his lips and laugh with a pair of light grey eyes. I never got the chance to speak to him before the night ended, as he had to leave suddenly due to issues at home dealing with his father who had seemingly fallen ill and was to deal with several things before shipping out with the rest of the Officer Cadets. Thus, after the ball I too left for my tenure at the Officers Academy, though compared to my Knight Academy days it was relatively unevent, as I lacked the friends I had made in the Princess and my upperclassmen who were off fighting in the war. And so, lile I had done before, I resigned myself to studying and better refining myself and my knowledge, and traditionally left the academy with high ranks among my class, only to welcome the return of my friends from the War. It was hear I was reunited with both my Cousin and the mysterious young lord from the ball, who had returned as something of a Hero in the frontier of the Empire and it's military, though I was more surprised to learn he was infact the son of my father's long time friend whom he had attended both the Knight's and Officers Academies with. As such, after having not seen each other for sometime, we decided to go out among ourselves to enjoy the town after the celebration had ceased. I attempted to bring along my dear friend, Cordelia, but it was in vain for she had duties to attend to and I never so much as received a chance to speak with her. I only hope she didn't hold it against me, for it was the first time in five years we had met, and I have not seen her since then. During the time we three shared we spoke on a great many things and seemingly decided a great many things as well before the night was over. In the coming days we three returned to our normal lives; the two Marquesses returned to their home Marks and I returned to the Duchy to look over it in the place of my father who was suffering from some great ailment, and to earn my right as the commander of the Order of Avens.

For the next four some years I focused my efforts on building up Valem as a Duchy and Realm in the ideals that I had long, though subconciously always known, ingraining the knowledge I had learned and that taught to me by my father to reform Valem into a true Kingdom. As for the other ideals and plan we three had settled on, they were left in the hands of Aswen to conjure and Rowan to carry out. Though with the arrival of the "Grey Fleet" to the south a great many things have changed, and I've taken it upon myself to see what the true nature of these mysterious foreigners whom have suddenly established themselves in the south. I was already enroute the south to travel to Averill along with some members of the Knight's Order, but it would seem another purpose has arisen for my visit...

Personality: The young Duchess of Valem is a worldly person who enjoys learning and conversing on an innumerable amount of topics. Though perhaps not as refined as other young royals, she has an upbeat personality, always striking up conversation and forming debates with others. A model of self-confidence she is the type of person who rarely does anything for the sake of doing it, and is driven by her ideals. Yet, at times this can lead to her being an workaholic and extremely stubborn, as well as over-working herself by putting others first, or rather herself last.

Non-Required Information

Past Occupations, Positions, Roles, Ranks and Achievements:

• Duchess of the Imperial Duchy of Valem
• Honorary Knight of the Order of the Camellia
• Leader of the Order of Avens, the Mage Knights of Valem
• Graduate of the Imperial Royal Officers Academy
• 5th Chairwoman of the Old Library of Guerin
• Member of the Free Knights' Pact

Equipment:

• Primary Weapon: The Tempest's Blessing - Possessing an affinity for the blessings of the Tempests, Ilsa is adapt at magic dealing with both lightning and winds, able to conjure powerful spells, whether to duel single opponents or cast aside larger forces
• Secondary Weapon: Noble's Blade - A sword resembling a Rapier and designed for combat based on parrying and thrusts. The blade itself is also enhanced through magical enchantments to be extraordinarily sharp and to never dull
• Additional Munitions: Enchantments - Though Evelyn's magic is mainly focused around the offensive, she does have some knowledge on the use of Runic magic, able to make some enchantments in a type spot when needed
• Uniform Equipment: Valkyrie's Armor - A set of armor and robes handcrafted by Blacksmiths and Magus for members of the Order of Avens. The armor is made of a similar design to that of Royal Knight's Armor, but uses to the natural magic resistance of the wearer to further elevate it's resistance. The Robes are woven with magical seals within them that greatly increase the agility of the wearer, counter-acting the weight of the armor further
• Misc. & Other Stuff: A pouch of Gold Coins, Assorted rations, Old History Books, The Sword Morallta, Several letters of introduction

Moral Alignment: Neutral Good / Chaotic Good

Likes: When a plan comes together, Looking after others, Cooking, Running Valem, Reading

Dislikes: The current state of the Empire, Sweet food, Hot days

RP Sample:...

Still need time get the bio done after work, but most of it is here

[The Imperial Warglorian Empire]

tag

[Orostan]

Red Flag Rebellion
The periphery of the Corlean Empire is one of the poorest parts of the Empire, with the Imperial capital siphoning more and more taxes from the outer provinces every year. What does not go into the pockets of the Corelean aristocracy in the capitol is used to finance the extravagant life style of the nobility of the provinces. However, this year a bad harvest has plagued the most Northern parts of the Empire. Peasants, driven deep into debt by feudal lords demanding rent, are being forced off their lands and into the towns and cities. Salaries for town garrisons in the northern provinces have been cut, the nobility using the food shortages as an excuse. Discontent, long brewing in the Human and Demihuman peasant population, has reached a level unheard of before and the corrupt provincial governor ignores repeated petitions for land and tax reform.

Peasants crowd the streets in the capitol of one of the northern provinces, all searching for jobs from merchants or craftsmen. But there are none. The bad harvest has sparked an economic depression and it seems there is nothing to be done but starvation. Men are about to be hanged for stealing grain in the city square. Just as the half-starved crowd around the gallows with nothing better to do prepares to watch the execution, the process is interrupted by the captain of the local Garrison. He orders the execution stopped as his men push their way past the guards on duty and untie the would be dead men. As the executioner and others are taken off the gallows, he gives a speech. Self declared wizard and young officer Ico Jue announces the start of a rebellion in the town square for all to see. He promises to throw the nobility off their decadent thrones, and to give grain to the people. His men have already surrounded the governor's palace in secret he proclaims, and as his men distribute bread seized from a nearby warehouse owned by a noble, he leads the crowd to the gates of the governors palace. A few minutes later a mob of peasants led by his men storm the palace and execute the governor, his family, and all the other nobles in the palace. By the next morning, the rebellion has spread to the neighboring towns and villages. Word of the rebellion spreads within days beyond the northern provinces and to the capitol. The Empire must take decisive action if it wishes to stop a full fledged peasant rebellion in the Northern Provinces and beyond. Ico Jue has his sights set on a lot more than only a few provinces, after all.

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Strike Group Essex: Personnel File

Required Information

Name|Rank|Role:
Ico Jue, Rebel Leader, Wizard/General
Age|Height|Weight:
29, Five feet six inches, 125 pounds

Allegiance|Character Class:
Red Flag Rebellion, General and Wizard
Magic Sensitivity:
The higher side of moderate

D.O.B|Birthplace|Nationality
July 5th, 1990|Raza, Raza Province, Corelean Empire|Rebel

Sex|Sexuality:
Male|Heterosexual

Appearance Image & Description:

(couldn't find a really good image, sorry)

Description: Dark hair, dark grey eyes, clean shaven. Young and relatively recent graduate of an Imperial officer academy.

Biography:

Born into a peasant family in a village near the capitol, Ico was set to inherit his father's plot of land and work for the same feudal lord. However, as a child he showed exceptional intelligence. While play fighting with other children he frequently organized teams of kids into phalanxes or made mock cavalry charges with family livestock. His active life among the village community was interrupted on his tenth birthday, where he was given a rusty pole arm by his father and a bag of gold coin. The village had contributed most of their savings to send him to a military academy in the capitol, with the expectation that as a successful commander he would bring back treasure for his family and the other members of the village. Taken to the academy in the city by his family, he was entered into the academy with nothing more than the polearm that had belonged to his great-grandfather, the poor rags on his back, and a single left over gold coin.

Ico was at the top of his class in his first year at the academy from a starting position so far behind everyone else he couldn't even read the first lesson materials on account of being illiterate. Despite bullying and resentment from the more noble students, his natural talent ensured his position at the top of the class and quickly picking up literacy. However, during his last year at the academy, he was unseated. Losing a pretend war to a rival was bad enough, but the enemies he'd made along the way were worse. To prevent him from being a rival to their sons, a noble family paid military administrators to have him posted to the Northern Provinces for his "poor final exam performance". This enraged him, and he nearly killed the student whose family had doomed his career. Carrying the now restored pole arm that had belonged to his grandfather, he set out to his post as a Garrison Captain in Raza.

Personality: Stubborn, driven, etc. More specific traits will emerge as the RP goes on.

Non-Required Information

Past Occupations, Positions, Roles, Ranks and Achievements: Graduated second in his class at the Imperial Academy.

Equipment:

• Primary Weapon: dagger axe spear Pole arm
  
• Secondary Weapon: Cavalry short sword
  
• Additional Munitions: Magic power, mostly telekinesis and temperature manipulation.
  
• Uniform Equipment: medium armor for an infantry captain
  
• Misc. & Other Stuff: One gold coin, kept under his armor at all times.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Good

Likes: Peasants, cavalry, political and economic change

Dislikes: Nobles, The Corelean Empire, Excessive magic use

RP Sample:

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[Orostan]

yes, i would like to play as a sort of communist peasant revolt

[Ormata]

yes, i would like to play as a sort of communist peasant revolt

Well isn't this interesting. Warden Kiles will take no pleasure in the deletion of this rebellion, but frankly enough that sort of thing is required for the stability of all within the Empire. Thieves, murderers, and bandits are what they are, whatever mask they might don, and the man won't stand for that.

Hell, won't even have to order him to do so.

[Orostan]

yes, i would like to play as a sort of communist peasant revolt

Well isn't this interesting. Warden Kiles will take no pleasure in the deletion of this rebellion, but frankly enough that sort of thing is required for the stability of all within the Empire. Thieves, murderers, and bandits are what they are, whatever mask they might don, and the man won't stand for that.

Hell, won't even have to order him to do so.

Let me get my guillotine cleaned for your noble character’s blood.

[Nations United for Conquest]

yes, i would like to play as a sort of communist peasant revolt

I'm afraid I'd have to see to the end of this as well for the plans of my Native characters to pull through.

[Orostan]

yes, i would like to play as a sort of communist peasant revolt

I'm afraid I'd have to see to the end of this as well for the plans of my Native characters to pull through.

another noble another guillotine I suppose.

To be clear though I’m not going to march on the capitol for a long time if ever. My first few posts will be establishing a state in the north and destroying the first army sent to kill me. If I’m accepted, of course.