Post by Neo on Aug 5, 2015 6:33:46 GMT -6
Sure, Wynaut? Guardians was a fun movie. Those owls were adorable. I've always wanted an owl for a pet.
Also, here. The 42 Great Generals.
Farah Dune, the Queen of the Battlefield: Originally from Solgen, she grew up the daughter of a Royal Wolf from Nasa and a wealthy, but normal wolf who made his living as a merchant. Her father had won her mother's hand in a duel, by defeating another Royal she was betrothed to, but he was still treated like a lesser wolf by some, even in the supposedly honorable Kingdom of Wolves. Eventually, he took his family and fled to Solgen, while his wife was still pregnant with Farah. Farah grew up surrounded by both Beorc and Laguz, and learned to detest the great divide between the two races from an early age. In her mind, the Beorc of today should not have to pay for the way their ancestors treated her Laguz forefathers. A big believer in equality, she joined the militia at a relatively young age and swiftly rose through the ranks, becoming a talented leader and excellent warrior. With the strength of a Royal Laguz, and the mindset of a Beorc, she soon earned the nickname "the Queen of the Battlefield". Instead of fighting for respect and honor, she fights for equality, and to change things from within. Proud, dependant, and beautiful, she is the youngest Laguz to ever become a General. Despite having to hide her true feelings and goals, she always manages to find a smile in everything.
She is tall and athletic, over six feet, and has long beautiful snowy white hair worn freely down to her back and dark golden eyes. She has dark, tan skin, and often wears a sleeveless silk top, baggy pants, and sandals. She wears a large golden hoop earring in each ear, a golden bracelet on each wrist, and a golden armband on each bicep. She has a small, white scar across the bridge of her nose.
Age: 295
Class: Wolf Queen
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Maxwell Bronson, the Lightning General: Born to a traveling Dancer and a Bandit Lord who had taken a liking to her, he grew up under the ruthless thumb of his abusive father. Trained in the art of war from an early age, he joined his father on raids as soon as he passed puberty. His father's group specialized in blitzkrieg attacks, or "Lightning Raids", and Guerilla Warfare, which would later influence Maxwell's own preferred battle strategy. While his father taught him weapons, smithing, tactics and to despise alcohol, his mother taught him academics in secret, doing her best to make sure he was learned. When he was only seventeen, his father's group drew too much attention from Solgen, and they were completely wiped out by a force lead by the previous Beorc General. The General saw something in Maxwell and both he and his mother were spared. His mother then married the same General, and Maxwell joined the militia. His use of unconventional tactics and lack of "honor" during battle quickly gained him the hatred of his Laguz comrades, but his tactics proved extremely effective, and Maxwell rose through the ranks like a lightning bolt, becoming a Commissioned Officer in record time. He loves both his stepfather and his mother dearly, and when his stepfather stepped down from his office, Maxwell took his place. He wants the best for his people, but while he applauds the sheer balls of Tilo and his goons, he thinks the rebellion is just an excuse for one man's ambition. He despises the rebellion, because all it will do is make things worse, and put an inexperienced boy who has absolutely no idea how to rule on the throne. He will do his best to ensure that doesn't happen, and he is the one leading the charge against the rebellion.
He is ruthless and cunning, and is known to use tactics others would consider insane. He loves the thrill of battle, and while some people consider him mad, he is the pride of the Beorc in Solgen. He despises politics, and would prefer to settle things with his blade, but he isn't afraid to step in when necessary, to help his people.
Extremely tall for a Beorc, he has dark, almost bronze skin and is very muscular. He has short black hair with stripes of gray in it, and one cobalt blue eye. His left eye is covered by a black eyepatch. He wears a bronze chestplate with a short crimson cape, a chainmail vest that leaves his arms bare and chainmail leggings, bronze boots with small ornamental wings on the ankles, and a thick golden armband on each bicep. He wears no helmet, and uses a massive Greatsword in battle. He has almost superhuman strength, and it is rumored he once caught an arrow with his bare hands, inches away from his face, and bit off the arrowhead.
Age: 43
Class: Vanguard
Also, here. The 4
Farah Dune, the Queen of the Battlefield: Originally from Solgen, she grew up the daughter of a Royal Wolf from Nasa and a wealthy, but normal wolf who made his living as a merchant. Her father had won her mother's hand in a duel, by defeating another Royal she was betrothed to, but he was still treated like a lesser wolf by some, even in the supposedly honorable Kingdom of Wolves. Eventually, he took his family and fled to Solgen, while his wife was still pregnant with Farah. Farah grew up surrounded by both Beorc and Laguz, and learned to detest the great divide between the two races from an early age. In her mind, the Beorc of today should not have to pay for the way their ancestors treated her Laguz forefathers. A big believer in equality, she joined the militia at a relatively young age and swiftly rose through the ranks, becoming a talented leader and excellent warrior. With the strength of a Royal Laguz, and the mindset of a Beorc, she soon earned the nickname "the Queen of the Battlefield". Instead of fighting for respect and honor, she fights for equality, and to change things from within. Proud, dependant, and beautiful, she is the youngest Laguz to ever become a General. Despite having to hide her true feelings and goals, she always manages to find a smile in everything.
She is tall and athletic, over six feet, and has long beautiful snowy white hair worn freely down to her back and dark golden eyes. She has dark, tan skin, and often wears a sleeveless silk top, baggy pants, and sandals. She wears a large golden hoop earring in each ear, a golden bracelet on each wrist, and a golden armband on each bicep. She has a small, white scar across the bridge of her nose.
Age: 295
Class: Wolf Queen
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Maxwell Bronson, the Lightning General: Born to a traveling Dancer and a Bandit Lord who had taken a liking to her, he grew up under the ruthless thumb of his abusive father. Trained in the art of war from an early age, he joined his father on raids as soon as he passed puberty. His father's group specialized in blitzkrieg attacks, or "Lightning Raids", and Guerilla Warfare, which would later influence Maxwell's own preferred battle strategy. While his father taught him weapons, smithing, tactics and to despise alcohol, his mother taught him academics in secret, doing her best to make sure he was learned. When he was only seventeen, his father's group drew too much attention from Solgen, and they were completely wiped out by a force lead by the previous Beorc General. The General saw something in Maxwell and both he and his mother were spared. His mother then married the same General, and Maxwell joined the militia. His use of unconventional tactics and lack of "honor" during battle quickly gained him the hatred of his Laguz comrades, but his tactics proved extremely effective, and Maxwell rose through the ranks like a lightning bolt, becoming a Commissioned Officer in record time. He loves both his stepfather and his mother dearly, and when his stepfather stepped down from his office, Maxwell took his place. He wants the best for his people, but while he applauds the sheer balls of Tilo and his goons, he thinks the rebellion is just an excuse for one man's ambition. He despises the rebellion, because all it will do is make things worse, and put an inexperienced boy who has absolutely no idea how to rule on the throne. He will do his best to ensure that doesn't happen, and he is the one leading the charge against the rebellion.
He is ruthless and cunning, and is known to use tactics others would consider insane. He loves the thrill of battle, and while some people consider him mad, he is the pride of the Beorc in Solgen. He despises politics, and would prefer to settle things with his blade, but he isn't afraid to step in when necessary, to help his people.
Extremely tall for a Beorc, he has dark, almost bronze skin and is very muscular. He has short black hair with stripes of gray in it, and one cobalt blue eye. His left eye is covered by a black eyepatch. He wears a bronze chestplate with a short crimson cape, a chainmail vest that leaves his arms bare and chainmail leggings, bronze boots with small ornamental wings on the ankles, and a thick golden armband on each bicep. He wears no helmet, and uses a massive Greatsword in battle. He has almost superhuman strength, and it is rumored he once caught an arrow with his bare hands, inches away from his face, and bit off the arrowhead.
Age: 43
Class: Vanguard
