My Characters
Kale
Name : Kale
Title : Elder Bard
Home Town : Jhelom
Skills : Magery, Provocation, Peacemaking
Quote : “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.”
Kale spent most of his young life as an apple-polishing brown-noser. While his twin sister Kielia was off causing mischief, Kale was building a respectable reputation throughout Jhelom. He spent much of his time in the Jhelom Cemetary provoking and killing the Undead and saving countless lives of his fellow townsfolk. But when Kielia was chased out of town for smacking the Jhelom Fighters up one dirt path and down the other, Kale loyally followed his sister.
Over the next few years, with the help of Kielia, Kale was able to develop his combat skills…although Kielia, being the brute that she is, would often just beat him to within an inch of his life. He later joined Clann Marrach Faol to fight alongside his sister…and his excellent reputation and mental health has gone downhill ever since. However, he has acquired quite the extensive deathrobe collection!
Like his sister, he doesn’t take much seriously and he knows how to verbally beat someone into submission. Some say he’s not playing with a full deck and they’re probably right. You can classify him as mentally unbalanced, but it works well for him so we let it go. His favorite hobbies are getting drunk, singing, getting naked and annoying people…intentionally or not. He’s a lady’s man…and a man’s man. I hear he’s even fond of animals.
Cian
Name : Cian
Title : Elder Archer
Home Town : Skara Brae
Skills : Archery, Healing, Chivalry
Quote : “Here…place this apple on your head…”
From a very early age Cian wanted to be like his hometown hero, Shamino the Ranger. Before he could walk, he would carry his toy bow and pluck the string, pretending he was ridding Sosaria of every foul creature that threatened to harm it’s inhabitants. By the age of ten, he had become an expert marksman and well on his way to becoming a Ranger. But fate intervened.
One day, while tracking a horde of orcs who had attacked a local farmer, he found himself caught in a severe storm. He quickly ducked into a nearby cave for shelter…but in his haste he didn’t realize that this cave was no ordinary mining cave…but rather the cave commonly known as Destard, the Dragon Dungeon. He was soon surrounded by drakes and dragons and while he put up a valiant fight, he quickly ran out of arrows. To his surprise, one particularly large dragon began attacking the others and he was able to get to safety. After the dust settled, one dragon remained…then suddenly a pale, spikey-haired, poiny-eared man appeared named Reamus. The two instantly became friends and it was not long after that Cian joined Reamus in Clann Marrach Faol.
Kielia
Name : Kielia
Title : Elder Healer
Home Town : Jhelom
Skills : Swords, Healing
Quote : “Yes, I *am* the bad thing that happens to good people.”
Kielia grew up in Jhelom with her twin brother Kale. Throughout her childhood, Kielia was always finding herself in trouble. While Kale would behave himself, playing his lute and entertaining the Undead in Jhelom Cemetary, Kielia was off poking fighters in the Jhelom Dueling Pit with her sword. When she was old enough, they began to train the young girl. Then one day, Kielia kicked the crap out of them all and they wasted no time in chasing her out of town.
So with sword in hand, she set off traveling the lands, looking for monsters to kill. Trolls, liches, Kale, orcs, nobles, daemons, Kale again, etc…all fell to her sword. Until one day she joined the ranks of M^F. Now she just dies alot.
In a nutshell…Kielia is the bad thing that happens to good people. There’s not a whole lot she takes seriously, her childish repartee is always in high-gear and she doesn’t tolerate lip from anyone. She picks on everyone equally and doesn’t hesitate to verbally annihilate anyone who gets in her face. Her tongue is sharp. Her bottle of ale is usually empty. And she knows how to push people’s buttons.
Avery
Name : Avery
Title : Legendary Crafter
Home Town : Cove
Skills : Tailoring, Blacksmithy, Tinkering, Mining, Bowcraft/Fletching
Quote : “If I can make it, I can mend it.”
Little is known about Avery other than that he’s from the village of Cove city of Heartwood. He’s a crafter by trade, highly skilled in such crafts as tinkering, mining, bowcraft as well as fletching. His tailoring and blacksmithy skills are legendary. While life in the secluded village of Cove was more than he could ever ask for, Avery always want to put his crafting skills to good use and help the warriors of Brittania. Avery wasted no time in setting out to once again explore the lands of Sosaria…to meet new people, experience and learn new things, to see new sights…
One day while out mining, he was viciously attacked. Severely wounded and clinging to life, he called out for help…but no one answered. Hours passed and still no one came as darkness began to fall. Avery knew for sure he would not last the night, for if his wounds didn’t kill him, the approaching dire wolves would. He gazed up at the moon one last time before losing conciousness. But all was not lost…for he awoke to find himself lying in a bed, his wounds covered in fresh dressings, and remarkably, the ore he had mined still in his pack. He never did find out who exactly saved him, for no one in M^F would ever take credit for it. Eternally grateful, he has pledge to serve the guild until his dying breath.
Caleb
Name : Caleb
Title : Elder Tailor
Home Town : Minoc
Skills : Blacksmithy, Tinkering, Carpentry, Mining, Tailoring, Alchemy
Quote : “If you break it, I can fix it.”
You can’t tell by looking at him, but he’s Kale and Kielia’s older brother. And for that, we pity him. He’s more serious-minded than his two siblings, leaving home at a young age to find adventure (but we suspect that it’s due to the fact that young Kale and Kielia got on his nerves so much that he wanted to get as far away from them as humanly possible)…but he was never able to find happiness in slaying ogres and trolls. He tried his hand at fishing, but sea sickness hit him hard and he quickly returned to land. So instead he turned to various forms of crafting.
Many years later, long after Kielia and Kale had already lost their minds, Caleb met back up with his younger kin…Which, while financially beneficial to him when he has to repair or replace their armor and weapons, might not have been such a good thing…for his mental stability. Not as refined as he once was, he seems to have picked up some of their bad habits. He later joined his siblings in Clann Marrach Faol figuring….if you can’t beat them, join them!
Nathaniel
Name : Nathaniel
Title : Pirate
Home Town : High Seas
Skills : Magery, Fishing, Cooking
Quote : “Here…fishy…fishy…fishy!!”
Nathaniel was born on the high seas…literally. His father was a captain of a fishing vessel. His mother, a captain of a pirate ship. They met when she and her crew, having been low on food supplies, attack his ship…and obviously spared not only his life but the life of his crew. A pirate ship being no place for children, Nathaniel was sent to live with his father…where he caught his first fish at the tender age of two. He barely ever set foot on land throughout most of his childhood and often jokes that he has salt water running through his veins.
While he’s primarily a fisherman, like his father (as well as an excellent cook, a craft he learned from holidays spent with his dear grandma), he’s still his mother’s son and often engages in acts of piracy when he sees fit. One day, while out deep sea fishing, his boat began to take on water and he had to swim to the shore of a deserted island. To his relief, he was soon rescued by a treasure hunting party flying the flag of M^F. Forever grateful, he soon joined their ranks as the guild cook.
Reamus
Name : Reamus
Title : Elder Tamer
Home Town : Delucia
Skills : Magery, Animal Taming
Quote : “Zippy the Wonder Bunny will pwn you…twice over.”
From an early age, Reamus has always been fond of animals….but not in that same sick way that Kale is. He would often come across injured animals and care for them, before returning them to the wild. Many he kept as pets. And he trained them well too. He loved and protected them. And they loved and protected him. Their bond was a strong one…
One day a bumbling fool, that went by the name Kale, happened upon Reamus’ horde of highly skilled bunnies. Kale’s attempt to have the largest rabbits foot collection was foiled when the group viciously attacked him. Kale cried for help and Reamus responded, but not in the way Kale had hoped. Reamus cheered on his faithful, furry friends. When Kale could take no more, Reamus called off his killer bunnies. He warned Kale that should he ever harm another living animal again, that in their next encounter Reamus would not call off his minions.
Kale quickly apologized and held out his bloodied hand in friendship. Reamus laughed. Kale cried. From out of nowhere came this rush of air, a blur and suddenly Reamus found himself sprawled out on the ground with a katana at his throat. He looked up and saw Kielia standing above him holding the katana firmly in her hand. After a lengthy discussion, Reamus and Kale were forced to shake hands and apologize and both warned that if they ever fought each other again, they’d both be walking with a permanent limp.
Cyril
Name : Cyril
Title : Thief
Home Town : Buccaneer’s Den
Skills : Stealing
Quote : “What’s mine is mine and what’s yours…will be mine.”
Cyril was born and raised on the mean streets of Buc’s Den. Son of a privateer and a local barmaid-gone-bad, Cyril became an orphan when his parents were arrested and imprisoned for acts of piracy. With only pirates and thieves for role models, it should come as no surprise that he turned to a life of crime at a very young age.
He soon traveled to the mainland and using his highly honed thievery skills, made a fortune without having to make a name for himself. Afterall, a good thief never gets caught in the act.
One afternoon, Cyril came across a young gentleman frolicking about the streets of West Britain. The young man was oblivious to the danger the goods he carried in his unsecure backpack were now in. In the blink of an eye, it was all gone. The rares, semi-rares, even his bandages…all gone. But before Cyril could stealth away, he was stopped by a young woman…carrying a very sharp katana.
The young woman, named Kielia, gave Cyril two choices…return the items or die. Since the latter would have put a dent in his long term plans, he chose the former. The two hit it off and quickly became friends. It was soon after that Cyril was invited to join Clann Marrach Faol.