The Bristiric Chronicles+Application Thread

[ToenailTickler 290]

Morgan readies his flail to kill some of the filthy text-format-stealing Bristmen.

Rags runs away

[Altiak 1648]

((Cultural traditions and customs have been added!))

[iris1612 1780]

((Okay, so, I've read over the Bristmen appearances and cultures, and I have a question. Is there anything they aren't good at? From what I've read, they're tall, strong, charming, powerful, artistic, loyal, patriotic, feast-holding, Picts. I'm sorry if I sound rude, but they look very all-powerful to me.))

[Altiak 1648]

((Okay, so, I've read over the Bristmen appearances and cultures, and I have a question. Is there anything they aren't good at? From what I've read, they're tall, strong, charming, powerful, artistic, loyal, patriotic, feast-holding, Picts. I'm sorry if I sound rude, but they look very all-powerful to me.))

These traits and skills were adapted and mastered due to years of solitude. They do, in fact, possess negative traits, such as a typical blood-lusty nature, prideful ignorance, cruelty, and etc. Also, it's not all of them that are "charming or powerful". 

 

"Their best are generally tall, with charming features, and their worst below-average height, terrorizing lumberjack-types not unlike taller versions of dwarves, with all the same finesse for ale and rum."

 

I'd appreciate if you wouldn't clutter this thread with complaints and such, as the topic is purely meant for applications and roleplay posts. Further discussion can be taken into PMs.

[kaleb1701 5]

MC Name: kaleb1701

Character Name: Dwane Roelef

Character Age: 15

Character Backstory: Grew up in a fairly 'normal' family were his parent's taught him the Bristiric way of life. Unfortunately they have since passed away. He has released his angry training to fight improving as time goes by.

[Altiak 1648]

MC Name: kaleb1701

Character Name: Dwane Roelef

Character Age: 15

Character Backstory: Grew up in a fairly 'normal' family were his parent's taught him the Bristiric way of life. Unfortunately they have since passed away. He has released his angry training to fight improving as time goes by.

Accepted!

[hjgklmn0ajuvxc 688]

MC Name: Yimmya

Character Name: Alan Begbie

Character Age: 15

Character Backstory: Alan was born son of a Brist and a Oren peasant wench, he grew up mostly on a farm lending a hand in the fields. Though, at one point in his life he left to go meet his father. He ended up living with him, following the bristic culture and ways which leaves him where he is now.

[Altiak 1648]

MC Name: Yimmya

Character Name: Alan Begbie

Character Age: 15

Character Backstory: Alan was born son of a Brist and a Oren peasant wench, he grew up mostly on a farm lending a hand in the fields. Though, at one point in his life he left to go meet his father. He ended up living with him, following the bristic culture and ways which leaves him where he is now.

Accepted!

[JVQ 1719]

MC Name: Sgt_Kipples

Character Name: Hoscus Evron

Character Age: 29

Character Backstory:

Hoscus was born in Old Abresi, His father was a Merchant book salesman who sold every book thinkable, everything from cook books to magical tales of old Mages. Whatever they were, Hoscus read them, he took comfort in them and he would spend hours reading these books. Hoscus was 10 time smarter than the average child, he could manipulate the other children. Despite this skill he was disliked as a child, and bullied by a few. Hoscus spent the earlier time of his life as a social reject, after having his childhood riddled with loneliness. Hoscus continued to read books, he would cook from one of the books his father owned. "Baking for the Best". Hoscus made bread, and however preposterous his father thought the idea of his son cooking at the age of 11 was. He couldn't deny that his son had a gift, he baked as a past time mostly but he has done it since he was 11 and he continues to today. When he was 12 Hoscus found a book in his fathers collection that told tales of Mages and wizards. Their heroic stories entranced Hoscus and he has had a dream to learn magic ever since. His desire to learn magic led him to play in the woods. He would go out there and pretend to be one of the Mages from the stories, Hoscus grew in size and muscle, not only had his intelligence complimented him but now he had an array of physical talents. 

 

After progressing through his pubescent years Hoscus was sent to live with his Uncle by his father, His uncle was an accomplished archer and retired soldier of Renatus. At his uncles farm near salvus, Hoscus learnt how to ride and how to shoot. He deterred from swords as he much preferred bows. This led him to be a skilled archer, not as good as his uncle though. Everything was going fine for Hoscus when news came of a Fire at his Fathers house in Abresi, His father was unhurt but everything they owned was gone, including his fathers library, his books, his Mina. All that remained from the fire was Hocus' father. His father forced Hoscus to stay with him and work. Even though Hoscus had a wealthy uncle from which he had been staying with, his Father was too proud to ask for mina or help from him. So from the age of 17 Hoscus and his Father worked for a wealthy farmer near Malinor, long hours and low pay, his father suffered a stroke and lost feeling in his left side after three months on the farm. So with his father unable to work Hoscus was left to work on the ranch trying to provide for both of them. One night, Hoscus awoke from his sleep to hear screams coming from the women's bunkhouse. Inside was the wealthy farmer holding a belt up to a kneeling women, she had blood dripping from her face, Unable to understand the situation, he froze as the man looked at him: "What are you doing here boy?" He shouted! All Hoscus could reply with was: "I..I..I heard screams". Stuttering backwards, the man walked towards him with the belt at a striking position. "You oughta mind your own business boy" Before swinging a punch towards his gut and hitting him in the face with the leather belt. "You aint got no right intruding a mans business like that boy" "I oughtta kill you". The man reeked of ale and he swung again at Hoscus beating him senseless. Hoscus let out a little wail before he was tackled to the ground outside the bunkhouse. The drunk man knew not of his actions but Hoscus felt the ground for a weapon whilst being beaten for no reason. Alas he found a medium sized rock and swung it towards the farmers head, before doing it again and again and again. Suddenly Hoscus found he was the one on top (for once). Hoscus kept wailing the man in the face with the rock until nothign was left on the farmers face but blood and a motionless sigh.

 

Hoscus left the farm that night, leaving a note with his goodbyes to his father explaining the situation. Hoscus felt no regret or guilt for his actions, instead a sense of blunt coldness. Finally he had been the dominator finally after a childhood of abuse and neglect from his peers, he wasn't scared. He wasn't scared of others, he wasn't scared of fighting or killing. The rush he had that night left him fazed, he just felt cold, maybe it was his departure from his father once again. Maybe this was remorse, maybe he enjoyed it. All Hoscus knew was that he had killed a man. Whether the murder was justified was another question but for now Hoscus was on the road.

 

Hoscus lived on the road after that, never belonging anywhere. He started to steal and he found a book on lock picking  this he read and learnt how to break into chests and rooms. Sometimes Hoscus would break in to peoples rooms in Taverns and inns, simply to practice. Mainly it would be to steal the Mina for his dinner. Hoscus would practice his lock picking on small houses in Kralta and Salvus. He would break in steal and leave. He is currently looking for work.

[Eleatic 1033]

MC Name: Lord__Byron

Character Name: Gendrik Viron 

Character Age: 27

Character Backstory: A fairly normal member of the Bristiric culture. He was born to two parents of a rather similar nature, their parenting occurring during the move to Anthos, he knows much of his Culture through tales, and experience with his fellows. He is honour bound to his people, as many are. His goals in life are simply to further his own people, by whatever means his betters see fit.

[Altiak 1648]

MC Name: Sgt_Kipples

Character Name: Hoscus Evron

Character Age: 29

Character Backstory:

Hoscus was born in Old Abresi, His father was a Merchant book salesman who sold every book thinkable, everything from cook books to magical tales of old Mages. Whatever they were, Hoscus read them, he took comfort in them and he would spend hours reading these books. Hoscus was 10 time smarter than the average child, he could manipulate the other children. Despite this skill he was disliked as a child, and bullied by a few. Hoscus spent the earlier time of his life as a social reject, after having his childhood riddled with loneliness. Hoscus continued to read books, he would cook from one of the books his father owned. "Baking for the Best". Hoscus made bread, and however preposterous his father thought the idea of his son cooking at the age of 11 was. He couldn't deny that his son had a gift, he baked as a past time mostly but he has done it since he was 11 and he continues to today. When he was 12 Hoscus found a book in his fathers collection that told tales of Mages and wizards. Their heroic stories entranced Hoscus and he has had a dream to learn magic ever since. His desire to learn magic led him to play in the woods. He would go out there and pretend to be one of the Mages from the stories, Hoscus grew in size and muscle, not only had his intelligence complimented him but now he had an array of physical talents. 

 

After progressing through his pubescent years Hoscus was sent to live with his Uncle by his father, His uncle was an accomplished archer and retired soldier of Renatus. At his uncles farm near salvus, Hoscus learnt how to ride and how to shoot. He deterred from swords as he much preferred bows. This led him to be a skilled archer, not as good as his uncle though. Everything was going fine for Hoscus when news came of a Fire at his Fathers house in Abresi, His father was unhurt but everything they owned was gone, including his fathers library, his books, his Mina. All that remained from the fire was Hocus' father. His father forced Hoscus to stay with him and work. Even though Hoscus had a wealthy uncle from which he had been staying with, his Father was too proud to ask for mina or help from him. So from the age of 17 Hoscus and his Father worked for a wealthy farmer near Malinor, long hours and low pay, his father suffered a stroke and lost feeling in his left side after three months on the farm. So with his father unable to work Hoscus was left to work on the ranch trying to provide for both of them. One night, Hoscus awoke from his sleep to hear screams coming from the women's bunkhouse. Inside was the wealthy farmer holding a belt up to a kneeling women, she had blood dripping from her face, Unable to understand the situation, he froze as the man looked at him: "What are you doing here boy?" He shouted! All Hoscus could reply with was: "I..I..I heard screams". Stuttering backwards, the man walked towards him with the belt at a striking position. "You oughta mind your own business boy" Before swinging a punch towards his gut and hitting him in the face with the leather belt. "You aint got no right intruding a mans business like that boy" "I oughtta kill you". The man reeked of ale and he swung again at Hoscus beating him senseless. Hoscus let out a little wail before he was tackled to the ground outside the bunkhouse. The drunk man knew not of his actions but Hoscus felt the ground for a weapon whilst being beaten for no reason. Alas he found a medium sized rock and swung it towards the farmers head, before doing it again and again and again. Suddenly Hoscus found he was the one on top (for once). Hoscus kept wailing the man in the face with the rock until nothign was left on the farmers face but blood and a motionless sigh.

 

Hoscus left the farm that night, leaving a note with his goodbyes to his father explaining the situation. Hoscus felt no regret or guilt for his actions, instead a sense of blunt coldness. Finally he had been the dominator finally after a childhood of abuse and neglect from his peers, he wasn't scared. He wasn't scared of others, he wasn't scared of fighting or killing. The rush he had that night left him fazed, he just felt cold, maybe it was his departure from his father once again. Maybe this was remorse, maybe he enjoyed it. All Hoscus knew was that he had killed a man. Whether the murder was justified was another question but for now Hoscus was on the road.

 

Hoscus lived on the road after that, never belonging anywhere. He started to steal and he found a book on lock picking  this he read and learnt how to break into chests and rooms. Sometimes Hoscus would break in to peoples rooms in Taverns and inns, simply to practice. Mainly it would be to steal the Mina for his dinner. Hoscus would practice his lock picking on small houses in Kralta and Salvus. He would break in steal and leave. He is currently looking for work.

 

 

MC Name: Lord__Byron

Character Name: Gendrik Viron 

Character Age: 27

Character Backstory: A fairly normal member of the Bristiric culture. He was born to two parents of a rather similar nature, their parenting occurring during the move to Anthos, he knows much of his Culture through tales, and experience with his fellows. He is honour bound to his people, as many are. His goals in life are simply to further his own people, by whatever means his betters see fit.

Both are accepted!

[spqrSancus 175]

MC Name: spqrSancus
Character Name: Fionala Allaway
Character Age: 17
Character Backstory: Fionala came here on the ships when she was but a child. Raised in the woods for most of her life, by her two parents, learning to forage for berries and hunt. Her parents died before she joined up with the rest of the Bristmen, but she has completed her trials. Ready for marriage and waiting for a suitable husband. Tall, agile, and strong in her own way, having grown up as most other Bristiric girls had, she prefers, when it comes to it, to use an axe in fighting, or else a bow for the hunt. Fierce and vicious, she won't hesitate to throw a few punches, albeit obedient and loyal to those she feels deserves it.

[Altiak 1648]

MC Name: spqrSancus

Character Name: Fionala Allaway

Character Age: 17

Character Backstory: Fionala came here on the ships when she was but a child. Raised in the woods for most of her life, by her two parents, learning to forage for berries and hunt. Her parents died before she joined up with the rest of the Bristmen, but she has completed her trials. Ready for marriage and waiting for a suitable husband. Tall, agile, and strong in her own way, having grown up as most other Bristiric girls had, she prefers, when it comes to it, to use an axe in fighting, or else a bow for the hunt. Fierce and vicious, she won't hesitate to throw a few punches, albeit obedient and loyal to those she feels deserves it.

Accepted!

[youlovesocks 652]

MC Name: youlovesocks

Character Name: Ronan Blackwood

Character Age: 17

Character Backstory: Grew up working on the cold brittle farms of the north. Ronan knew good work when he had to do it, and could appreciate a working man. He was sh*t with a sword, preferred a hatchet, but was never too great for combat. Ronan was strong enough to stay out of trouble, as far as trouble coming to him, but don't be fooled; he couldn't back himself up.

[Altiak 1648]

MC Name: youlovesocks

 

Character Name: Ronan Blackwood

Character Age: 17

Character Backstory: Grew up working on the cold brittle farms of the north. Ronan knew good work when he had to do it, and could appreciate a working man. He was sh*t with a sword, preferred a hatchet, but was never too great for combat. Ronan was strong enough to stay out of trouble, as far as trouble coming to him, but don't be fooled; he couldn't back himself up.

Accepted!