Soldiers of Fortune (OOC/FanT/Signup)

[Phaenix]

IC

War rages on. The revanchist Rykalan Empire, under Emperor Earlon Balkor, has undertaken the momentous task of reconquering the old Imperial Provinces. Having subdued the nomadic Steppa and the chivalrous Scormish, Emperor Earlon has turned his eyes to the last major threat to his campaign: the Kingdom of Edithar. Hoping to secure a quick victory over the fiercely independent Edithans, Emperor Earlon has decided to face the army of the Grey Wolf, Alderkung Wulfvar Redbane, at the strategic fortress of Gryfort. Both sides are in need of mercenaries, although to pick the losing side is death for a mercenary. The ambitious may choose to side with either the Rykalans or the Edithans, hoping to be rewarded with land and titles after the war, while others may choose to sell their sword to the myriad of other conflicts across the continent. Perhaps to the King of Cavleon, who is beset on all sides by enemies, or to the Celestial Emperor of Dao Wu in his campaign to civilize the barbarians of the continent. The choices are endless for you Soldiers of Fortune.

Hello! Welcome to my RP, the Soldiers of Fortune! In this RP, you will not command armies or rule nations, but be a humble, or not, mercenary, looking to sell your sword to the many powers of the continent in exchange for that shiny coin. While over time you may be able to lead a mercenary company and even perhaps make a bid for land, at the beginning you are no one special, merely one of the many desperate souls looking to earn their next meal fighting and dying for the nobility and those wealthier than you. You are free to travel anywhere for work, as long as you can afford a carriage or are willing to risk walking. Know that you, unless you take a hit to be from a noble family, are lowborn, and should tread carefully when speaking with those of noble birth. If you say the wrong thing or look at them funny, a noble may decide to kill you, and your only options would be to fight, surrender, of flee. Upsetting the nobility will also hurt you pocket, considering these will be your main employers. With that done, lets look at the rules.

1. No Godmodding or Metagaming, obviously.
2. Keep all OOC in this thread. I don't want the IC to become cluttered with OOC.
3. Keep your starting equipment reasonable. The average peasant probably didn't have magical weapons lying around.
4. Maximum of two characters. Over time, you may be able to hire NPCs and form a larger company, but at the start you are limited to two characters.
5. Everyone starts with twenty silver and fifty copper. Make sure to put that in you app.
6. Phoenix. To ensure you read the rules, put this at the bottom of your app.

Map

Rykalan- German/Welsh/Nordic/French
Cynfeltch- Welsh/Nordic
Dao Pi- Chinese
Edithan- Nordic/German/Welsh
Venatian- Roman/Italian
Lapyr- Mesopotamian/Egyptian
Athelingi- Anglo-Saxon
Dyaczek- Slavic
Scormish- French
Sahrin- Turkish
Babeshi- Berber
Eiramath- Elven/Welsh
Kivuskyr- Russian/Nordic
Steppa- Mongolian/Hunnic
Nyghami- Nigerian
Mārrburroghan- Scoto-Irish

Current Wars on the Continent

The Imperial Reconquest

Both the Rykalan Empire and the Kingdom of Edithar are hiring mercenaries for the Battle of the Gryfort and future battles. Rykalan pay: 10 silver per mission. Edithar pay: 10 silver per mission.

The War for Cavleon

King Parther Andragon of Cavleon, under attack from the Umassid Caliphate, the August Imperium, the Glorious Empire of Lapyrus, and the Rykalan Empire, is offering a hearty reward for all mercenaries who join him in the defense of his kingdom. Pay: 15 gold per mission.

The Midzya-Dzeka War

The Principalities of Midzya and Dzeka are embroiled in a bitter war over a perceived insult at Prince Mislav of Dzeka's birthday feast. Midzya pay: 12 copper per mission and food. Dzeka pay: 5 silver per mission.

The War for the Cynfeltch Throne

The four Terynirs of Cynfeltch are engaged in a brutal civil war for the throne of the kingdom. The largest of the Terynirs, Cailhad, is facing an alliance of the Terynirs of Cynflech and Midflech, along with the Terynir of Pheofhanver. Cailhad pay: 15 gold per mission and the title of knight. Cynflech-Midflech pay: 5 silver per mission. Pheofhanver pay: 10 gold per mission.

The Celestial Conquest

Celestial Emperor Sho Han is hiring mercenaries to assist his divine armies in subduing the remnants of the Steppa nomads, along with expanding his divine realm into the lands of the Eiramath elves. Dao Wu pay: 20 gold per mission, Imperial jian, and dragon helm.

Aval Irykan, currently in Tyras, Pheofhanver.
Malcus Opervrenn, currently in Comreux, Rykalan Empire.
Abigail Ravenworth, somewhere in Edithar.
Maksym Kozak, currently in Loswiec, Dzeka.
Foánnachaedh CárrComaighæhàrr, currently in Karharth, Cailhad.
Liu Bao Rui, currently in Tianxia, Dao Wu.
Kastor Agrippian, currently at Rykad, Rykalan Empire.

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(You have five stat points to give out.)
Name:
Culture:
Sex:
Age:
Bio: (At least two paragraphs)
Appearance: (Image preferred)
Equipment:
House: (You are unable to assign the five stat points if you choose to be a noble.)
Fighting: 2
Riding: (Higher riding allows you to use better horses) 2
Endurance: (Higher endurance allows you to wear heavier armor) 2
Archery: (Higher archery allows you to use better bows) 2
Charisma: 2
Agility: (Higher agility allows you to dodge and move faster) 2
Magic: (Magic will allow you to cast spells) 0
Health: 20/20
Copper:
Silver:
Gold:
Starting Position: (Rykad, Redfort, Gryfort, Tianxia, Avalot, Prosaw, Loswiec, etc)
Permission to add this character to [i]Soldiers of Fortune,[/i] my book: (Yes or No)
Password:


[Phaenix]

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[Zedeshia]

Name: Aval Irykan
Culture: Northern Steppa
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Bio:
Born in the small village of Il-Kaer on the frigid plains of the northernmost lands of the Steppa nomads, Irykan was raised in conditions that many would find to be inhospitable. But where some would fall in his place, he thrived alongside his small clan, learning from an early age how to hunt from horseback and fish from the many swift streams that flowed through his homeland. His life would soon become one of constant hardship however, as when he was 20 years old his father died mysteriously, causing him to become the main provider for his family. This was made only worse when military expeditions from the Celestial Empire began against the Steppa Hordes, which eventually resulted in the destruction of Il-Kaer and the death of Irykan's family only a few years later.

With nowhere left to turn to, and increasingly concerned with the ever-growing Rykalan and Celestial presence in his former home, Irykan traveled on horseback westward. After some time, he arrived at the port city of Eapyn in Lapyrus. There he would spend the next three years of his life, working as a mercenary for a local organization on some days, and diligently learning about unfamiliar lands on others. Eventually he became fluent in many different languages, and after earning what he considered to be a respectable amount of wealth, he began to travel west once again, hearing of conflict in Cynfletch where his services could be useful.

Appearance: A tall man with pale complexion, has dark brown hair and a thin beard.

Equipment: Horse, Heavy Cloak, Leather Armor, Steppa Helmet, Bow and Quiver (30 arrows), Longsword, Map, Lantern, Small Pack of Rations
Fighting: 3
Riding: 4
Endurance: 3
Archery: 3
Charisma: 2
Agility: 2
Magic: 0
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold: 0
Starting Position: Tyras, a small city located in eastern Pheofhanver
Password: Phoenix

[Phaenix]

Name: Aval Irykan
Culture: Northern Steppa
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Bio:
Born in the small village of Il-Kaer on the frigid plains of the northernmost lands of the Steppa nomads, Irykan was raised in conditions that many would find to be inhospitable. But where some would fall in his place, he thrived alongside his small clan, learning from an early age how to hunt from horseback and fish from the many swift streams that flowed through his homeland. His life would soon become one of constant hardship however, as when he was 20 years old his father died mysteriously, causing him to become the main provider for his family. This was made only worse when military expeditions from the Celestial Empire began against the Steppa Hordes, which eventually resulted in the destruction of Il-Kaer and the death of Irykan's family only a few years later.

With nowhere left to turn to, and increasingly concerned with the ever-growing Rykalan and Celestial presence in his former home, Irykan traveled on horseback westward. After some time, he arrived at the port city of Eapyn in Lapyrus. There he would spend the next three years of his life, working as a mercenary for a local organization on some days, and diligently learning about unfamiliar lands on others. Eventually he became fluent in many different languages, and after earning what he considered to be a respectable amount of wealth, he began to travel west once again, hearing of conflict in Cynfletch where his services could be useful.

Appearance: A tall man with pale complexion, has dark brown hair and a thin beard.

Equipment: Horse, Heavy Cloak, Leather Armor, Steppa Helmet, Bow and Quiver (30 arrows), Longsword, Map, Lantern, Small Pack of Rations
Fighting: 3
Riding: 4
Endurance: 3
Archery: 3
Charisma: 2
Agility: 2
Magic: 0
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold: 0
Starting Position: Tyras, a small city located in eastern Pheofhanver
Password: Phoenix

Alright! Accepted! Once two more people join, I'll get started on the IC.

[Bolslania]

Name: Malcus Opervrenn
Culture: Rykalan
Sex:M
Age: 23
Bio: Malcus Opervrenn was born to a moderately comfortable family in a small town near the capital. His father was the local magistrate of the town, therefore receiving good pay from the crown and a fair amount of influence within the town. However, Malcus never had much interest in law or politics, instead spending his teenage years out with hunters and fur trappers, spending weeks or months out in the wild. While his father wasn't happy with it,he saw that Malcus was a proficient Hunter, and recognized that combined inheritance and profit from trapping would keep Malcus comfortable.

When the Emperor began his conquest if surrounding kingdoms, Malcus had gone to join the local Barons army, but was rejected because of the Barons dislike of his father, unable to join another lords army, Malcus turned to mercenary work, selling out to the Reykalan Crown.
Appearance: (Image preferred)
Equipment: Crossbow, 20 bolts, 16 inch hunting knife, leather jerkin, 5 days rations, bedroom, tent, haversack
House: none
Fighting: 4
Riding: 2
Endurance: 2
Archery: 4
Charisma: 2
Agility: 3
Magic: 0
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold:
Starting Position: Rykad
Password: Pheonix

[Phaenix]

Name: Malcus Opervrenn
Culture: Rykalan
Sex:M
Age: 23
Bio: Malcus Opervrenn was born to a moderately comfortable family in a small town near the capital. His father was the local magistrate of the town, therefore receiving good pay from the crown and a fair amount of influence within the town. However, Malcus never had much interest in law or politics, instead spending his teenage years out with hunters and fur trappers, spending weeks or months out in the wild. While his father wasn't happy with it,he saw that Malcus was a proficient Hunter, and recognized that combined inheritance and profit from trapping would keep Malcus comfortable.

When the Emperor began his conquest if surrounding kingdoms, Malcus had gone to join the local Barons army, but was rejected because of the Barons dislike of his father, unable to join another lords army, Malcus turned to mercenary work, selling out to the Reykalan Crown.
Appearance: (Image preferred)
Equipment: Crossbow, 20 bolts, 16 inch hunting knife, leather jerkin, 5 days rations, bedroom, tent, haversack
House: none
Fighting: 4
Riding: 2
Endurance: 2
Archery: 4
Charisma: 2
Agility: 3
Magic: 0
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold:
Starting Position: Rykad
Password: Pheonix

Accepted!

[Phaenix]

I will be putting this on the OP, but here is an overview of all the cultures.

Rykalan- German/Welsh/Nordic/French
Cynfeltch- Welsh/Nordic
Dao Pi- Chinese
Edithan- Nordic/German/Welsh
Venatian- Roman/Italian
Lapyr- Mesopotamian/Egyptian
Athelingi- Anglo-Saxon
Dyaczek- Slavic
Scormish- French
Sahrin- Turkish
Babeshi- Berber
Eiramath- Elven/Welsh
Kivuskyr- Russian/Nordic
Steppa- Mongolian/Hunnic
Nyghami- Nigerian

[Phaenix]

Bump

[Bolslania]

Bump

When are we getting an IC?

[Phaenix]

Bump

When are we getting an IC?

When one more person joins.

[Phaenix]

P M U B

[Phaenix]

If no one else joins by tomorrow, I'll just get started on the IC.

[Offer Erapia]

Name: Abigail ravenworth
Culture: Edithan
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Bio: born on the outskirts of edithar kingdom, Abigail never had much growing up on a small farm. From a young age she worked day in and out helping her father. But given her small build, from lack of food, there was only so much she could do alone. As time drew on her father began to grow weak with age. Fearing he would perish and leave her behind he decided to train her. Using his past experience as a soldier to solidify her sword skills. Many months would pass and one night during a harsh winter her father succumbed to his withering age. After his death Abigail left taking a few things such as a cloak and the little food they had left.

Now 18 and with no where to turn she became an adventurer. Small jobs got her by and gradually she saved until she could afford proper equipment. With the advance in weaponry came the advance in jobs. During these missions Abigail found her ability in agility her small size allowing her to fit through holes and dodge attacks with ease. Years would pass and with them came experience, now a capable fighter Abigail turned her attention to mercenary work. Enlisting with hopes of fame and riches and, as if her luck would have it, food. Once word of an impending battle between two kingdoms spread. Abigail seized the opportunity and joined the call for arms.

Appearance: Abigail is short with a petite figure her pale complexion is brought out by her ruby red eyes and jet black hair. She usually wears a cloak with leather armor underneath. A short sword hangs on her hip with a dagger concealed behind her.
Equipment: short sword, dagger, rations for 4 days, leather armor, cloak. Face mask.
House: none
Fighting: 4
Riding: 2
Endurance: 2
Archery: 2
Charisma: 3
Agility: 4
Magic: 0
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold: 0
Starting Position: Edithar
Password: Phoenix

[Phaenix]

Name: Abigail ravenworth
Culture: Edithan
Sex: Female
Age: 23
Bio: born on the outskirts of edithar kingdom, Abigail never had much growing up on a small farm. From a young age she worked day in and out helping her father. But given her small build, from lack of food, there was only so much she could do alone. As time drew on her father began to grow weak with age. Fearing he would perish and leave her behind he decided to train her. Using his past experience as a soldier to solidify her sword skills. Many months would pass and one night during a harsh winter her father succumbed to his withering age. After his death Abigail left taking a few things such as a cloak and the little food they had left.

Now 18 and with no where to turn she became an adventurer. Small jobs got her by and gradually she saved until she could afford proper equipment. With the advance in weaponry came the advance in jobs. During these missions Abigail found her ability in agility her small size allowing her to fit through holes and dodge attacks with ease. Years would pass and with them came experience, now a capable fighter Abigail turned her attention to mercenary work. Enlisting with hopes of fame and riches and, as if her luck would have it, food. Once word of an impending battle between two kingdoms spread. Abigail seized the opportunity and joined the call for arms.

Appearance: Abigail is short with a petite figure her pale complexion is brought out by her ruby red eyes and jet black hair. She usually wears a cloak with leather armor underneath. A short sword hangs on her hip with a dagger concealed behind her.
Equipment: short sword, dagger, rations for 4 days, leather armor, cloak. Face mask.
House: none
Fighting: 4
Riding: 2
Endurance: 2
Archery: 2
Charisma: 3
Agility: 4
Magic: 0
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold: 0
Starting Position: Edithar
Password: Phoenix

Alright, accepted! I'll get working on the IC.

[Phaenix]

IC is up!

[Western Fardelshufflestein]

Name: Maksym Kozak
Culture: Dyaczek
Sex: Male
Age: 21
Bio: Born the second of five children, Maksym is the son of blacksmith parents who lived in a bustling but crime-ridden village. As such, he learned to defend himself from a young age; he and his older brother, Jaromir, often got into street fights with other village children over something as simple as a dirty copper coin or slice of bread.

Maksym attended the village school with his siblings, where he often took advantage of his fellow students. His manipulative personality became apparent when he began swindling other students into giving him money and threatening them with beatings. He had always been the more aggressive fighter compared to Jaromir, though Jaromir had great magical aptitude beyond most of the mages in the village. Maksym could use magic to an extent; he just preferred his fists.

When he came of age, he chose not to apprentice under his parents but to fight for money as a mercenary. He served some time in his local military, going mostly on non-combative missions to gather information, for he was viewed to have great potential as a spy. Still, he prefers to fight. With his three-year contract up and his purse empty, he is seeking a new army to fight for.

Parents:
Joanna Kozak
Sobiesław Kozak

Siblings:
Jaromir, Age 24: Sorcerer (can change if it does not align with canon)
Ida, Age 20: Apprentice Blacksmith
Leonard, Age 17: Apprentice Swordsmith
Zygmunt, Age 14: Student

Appearance:

Equipment: Leather jerkin, travel cloak, leather satchel (map, spare clothes, metal flask with water, some food, purse with funds, medal from his prior service), two daggers
House: N/A
Fighting: 4
Riding: 2
Endurance: 3
Archery: 2
Charisma: 2
Agility: 3
Magic: 1
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold: 0
Starting Position: Loswiec
Password: Phoenix

[Phaenix]

Name: Maksym Kozak
Culture: Dyaczek
Sex: Male
Age: 21
Bio: Born the second of five children, Maksym is the son of blacksmith parents who lived in a bustling but crime-ridden village. As such, he learned to defend himself from a young age; he and his older brother, Jaromir, often got into street fights with other village children over something as simple as a dirty copper coin or slice of bread.

Maksym attended the village school with his siblings, where he often took advantage of his fellow students. His manipulative personality became apparent when he began swindling other students into giving him money and threatening them with beatings. He had always been the more aggressive fighter compared to Jaromir, though Jaromir had great magical aptitude beyond most of the mages in the village. Maksym could use magic to an extent; he just preferred his fists.

When he came of age, he chose not to apprentice under his parents but to fight for money as a mercenary. He served some time in his local military, going mostly on non-combative missions to gather information, for he was viewed to have great potential as a spy. Still, he prefers to fight. With his three-year contract up and his purse empty, he is seeking a new army to fight for.

Parents:
Joanna Kozak
Sobiesław Kozak

Siblings:
Jaromir, Age 24: Sorcerer (can change if it does not align with canon)
Ida, Age 20: Apprentice Blacksmith
Leonard, Age 17: Apprentice Swordsmith
Zygmunt, Age 14: Student

Appearance:
(Image)
Equipment: Leather jerkin, travel cloak, leather satchel (map, spare clothes, metal flask with water, some food, purse with funds, medal from his prior service), two daggers
House: N/A
Fighting: 4
Riding: 2
Endurance: 3
Archery: 2
Charisma: 2
Agility: 3
Magic: 1
Health: 20/20
Copper: 50
Silver: 20
Gold: 0
Starting Position: Loswiec
Password: Phoenix

Looks good. Accepted!

[Phaenix]

Bolslania, did you mean to say ten silver? Because the caravan master only asked for ten copper.

[Bolslania]

Bolslania, did you mean to say ten silver? Because the caravan master only asked for ten copper.

Sorry bout that yeah I meant whatever he asked for

[Western Fardelshufflestein]

Where would you like Maksym to start? I don't want to put him in a super awkward situation or accidentally godmod.

[Phaenix]

Where would you like Maksym to start? I don't want to put him in a super awkward situation or accidentally godmod.

Well, he could be just arriving in Leoswiec, or perhaps already be in the city.

[Western Fardelshufflestein]

Where would you like Maksym to start? I don't want to put him in a super awkward situation or accidentally godmod.

Well, he could be just arriving in Leoswiec, or perhaps already be in the city.

Thank you.
Am I correct in assuming that Dzeka is a primarily Dyaczek principality?

[Strala]

What is the benefit of being of noble descent?

[Phaenix]

Well, he could be just arriving in Leoswiec, or perhaps already be in the city.

Thank you.
Am I correct in assuming that Dzeka is a primarily Dyaczek principality?

Dzeka and Midzya are both primarily Dyaczek, yes.

[Phaenix]

What is the benefit of being of noble descent?

Nobles will treat you better and give you better jobs.