The Knights of Rhodernia [Semi-Lit+Fantasy] CLOSED

[Moved </3 D:]

( I asked all my friends, they were too full and busy too. )

[Symphonia]

((>.< Bummmmmmp))

[salinity]

( If you guys are still looking for another member do you think I could join? These kind of RPs are my favorites |D Something with an actual plot...

Character Form:

Full Name: Chex Jesterie
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Town of Origin: Ursum
Weapon of Use: [http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/2896691/2/istockphoto_2896691-bill-hook.jpg]Billhook (3) [/url]
Species: Human
Height: 5 "10
Physical Stature: He's not rippling with muscles but he's in pretty good shape and even with his average height there is something in the way he stands and blocks off the rest of the world that it is almost intimidating.
Eye Color: Icy Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Build: Thin and somewhat muscular. He may not be one of the strongest but he's quick with his long legs and thin, but not too bony, build.
Skin Type: Somewhat tanned.
Clothing: Varies depending on where he is. When traveling he wears a long (about midthigh) baggy and now short sleeved (formerly long sleeved) white shirt. Black belt on the waist (overlapping the shirt) with black leather pants. Plus almost knee-high black leather boots and a silver cord around his neck. Strapped to his belt are 3 billhooks.
Piercings/Tattoo: On his left arm (near shoulder)
Anything Else: Nope :] Good form.
Picture: None; Sorry I couldn't find a picture that fitted how I imagined him >w<
Personality:
Chex is by far not a very warm-hearted person. It's not even a facade, either, he's just naturally cold-blooded. He will kill without regrets and has only cried once in his life. It's very hard to get a reaction out of him for he always has a poker-face on. He has a dry sense of humor and feels that actions speak louder than words. In his mind everyone is the same: evil. He is evil. His neighboor's evil. Everyone he meets has a speck of evil somewhere inside them which is why he feels no guilt when taking a life. It's mainly getting rid of more evil. He knows he's not friendly and he knows a lot of people hate him since the time he smiles most is when he stabs someone. Some may call him insane but he doesn't mind, life is just life for him, not worth the relationships and dramas it contains. {May be subject to change as he developes during the story; This is just his starting point, he will probably grow as a character <3}
Strengths:
+Speed
+Doesn't hold back.
+Calm during a crisis.
+Good liar.
+Rarely afraid.
+Sensitive hearing.
Weaknesses:
+Not the strongest.
+Can be intimidating {May also be a strength.}
+Gets lost easily.
+Not trusting.
Fears:
+Cats. Hates cats with a burning passion.
+Too many people.
+Losing a battle.
+People depending on him.
Roleplay Sample:
It had been many days since he was removed from the Royal Guard but nonetheless Chex did what he had to in order to keep himself alive. He hiked up the Cyrus mountains, following a worn path that travellers had gone through over the years. His eyes were closed and he concentrated on hearing any noises of prey. Seeing was a distraction, hearing was always clear. The early chatter of the birds, moving too fast for his billhooks to touch them, and the muddled laughter of the children back in town floated throughout the crisp air. Ten minutes passed and finally Chex decided to move on. If the prey wouldn't come to him, he would have to hunt it. Still with his ice blue eyes covered by eyelids he continued up the slope, listening hard for any sign of food. Suddenly a bush shook, instinctively Chex's eyes shot open. In one fluid, almost scarily so, motion he took out one billhook from his belt and hurled it. A screech filled the warm morning air and the scent of blood mixed with the sweet scent of bread drifting from Ursum. A small smile laid upon Chex's lips as he took the dead stag and he dragged it back down the mountain for trading. On the way he stopped and killed a few rabbits so when he arrived he was overflowing with fresh meat. The richer, but still only middle-class, of the community turned up their noses at the sight of his food but the others practically drooled. Still, just the sight of hungry beggers wouldn't make him give them any. He needed the food to trade and barter, he couldn't afford to waste a single morsel on those too weak to support themselves.
"Please, can you spare some?" A young boy asked. For less than a second something, maybe grief, flashed through Chex's cold blue eyes but his face hardened again quickly. He pushed the boy to the side, with much more force than he meant to, and the frail body tumbled into another just like it. The woman whom the boy hit glared at Chex but he was already gone, making deals with the merchants. It was his hometown, he knew how to live in the enviroment but growing agitation at the royal family was slowly gnawing away at him. As he finally accepted the deal and placed two rabbits on the counter he walked away with only one thought on his mind: revenge.

That good enough? Dx )

[Lady Mekka]

Character Form:

Full Name: Jak Turrin (Too-rin)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Town of Origin: Swanini
Weapon of Use: Curved Longsword
Species: Human
Height: 6 foot exactly
Physical Stature: Slender, but muscular. His musculature is more wire-y than bulky.
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Long-ish blonde
Build: Slender
Skin Type: Naturally pale, but he grew up on an island and spends most of his time outdoors, so he's tanned.
Clothing: Jak prefers a long tunic, breeches beneath the tunic, long stockings, and soft leather shoes. She loves to wear hues of purple and blues, but isn't against wearing other colors.
Piercings/Tattoo: Jak has blue tatoos around her eyes and lips, the same color as her eyes. They are intricate swirls (I'll try to make a picture to show). He doesn't have piercings.
Anything Else: He has a dapple gray warhorse named Jax
Picture: This okay?
Personality: Jak is a sweet boy with a shy disposition when he's not in uniform. In uniform, he is a tough guy who would rather hit you over the head than listen to an excuse. He's good at telling lies from truth, and if he feels like you're lieing, he won't hesitate to let you know with a well placed hit.
Strengths: Swordsmanship, archery, hand-to-hand combat, sweet talking, noticing small details
Weaknesses: Won't hesitate to help anyone who seems to need it, children, animals, cute girls
Fears: Lightning and thunder, bees/hornets/wasps/yellow jackets, large out-of-control fires, things getting close to his face
Roleplay Sample: Jak walked down the dark alleyway, following his ears to the source of the crying. A small girl was cowering in the muck, a large welt running up her arm.
"Are you okay?" Jak sat on his heels, gently reaching his hand out to touch the girl's shoulder. When she flinched, Jak clucked his tongue.
"I'm Jak of Swanini, a Knight of Rhodernia. I'm here to help you. I promise. What's your name?"
"Tristina, ser." The girl sniffed, running her nose along her uninjured arm, leaving a trail of snot.
"Tristina, who did this to you?"
"Pa did. 'e din' like it when I backmo'thed him." Tristina stood, leaning on Jak for support. Jak arose next to the little girl.
"Where is your pap?"
"'e din' mean ta hurt me, marm, I swear. 'e jus' gets away from hisself sumtime." Tristina's brown eyes went wide with fear for and of her father.
"I'll be the judge of that." Jak's big blue eyes went angry, almost charged with electricity. He was livid.

[Symphonia]

((@Lokette- Accepted after one thing; the weapon grieves is already taken. Change it and you're good!
@Lady Mekka- I am so sorry but we were only accepting males. If you were to change your character into a male, though, that would work out. I am so sorry again and hope you understand.))

[Lady Mekka]

(I changed Isla to Jak, is that okay? Sorry for the trouble!)

[Symphonia]

((Ah, thank you so much for being so understanding. And one last thing: a character already fights with two swords. I'm sorry for the inconvienience, but could you change it? Then we'll be good to go!
Whoop! We can almost start! I am SO happy!))

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

((Um... I'm a little confused about what happened but I was told I was able to join now...))

[salinity]

Could Chex carry around 3 billhooks? Keep them in his belt or something?

[Symphonia]

((Yep, we're good now, Elenwen. We'll have 6 males and 6 females; as long as its even, it's good (: So yep!
And sounds good, Lokette. Just edit the form!))