This is a historical RP with magic, knights, demons and ect. I'll start off with the plot.
A couple thousand years ago, there were 4 crews of knights, they were named squads Whiterun, Daybreak, Nightwind, and Blackstone, these squadrons usually consisted of 10-15 people, and each knight was either a mage, a swordsman, a tank, or a medic, they all served a might King named Falnar, he ruled the land using his powers of restoration and magic, some even called him a god, he was responsible for saving Agon, the land that Falnar lives in.
Squadron Whiterun: a squadron that mainly takes in stealth\infiltration\capture\rescue missions, and are kind Falnars assassination group as well, they are responsible for rescuing and capturing targets, as well as gathering information and assassination missions.
Squadron Daybreak: a squadron that was responsible for gathering food, supplies, and support when needed, they are responsible for keeping the other squads fed with food and gave them support if they were in trouble.
Squadron nightwind: a squadron used as a backup support and defense team if squadron Daybreak has been taken out.
Squadron Blackstone: a squadron of pure assault and ambush, they are the knights responsible for taking down the enemy and for main assault \attack missions.
Rules: you cannot be a part of 2 or more different squadrons, however if needed, you could change squadrons depending on the circumstances or if you don't like the squadron you chose.
You can be an enemy, however you cannot be an enemy to King Falnar unless the four Knight squadrons have crossed paths with you and made you an enemy to them.
You can be a hybrid of sorts, such as a swordmage (mage with a sword and shield wearing Knight armor, or a mage medic, which are people who use healing and offensive magic at the same time) however you cannot be more than 2 or more different types of classes.
Anyway, King Falnar is slowly dying, and he needs you to continue his legend by starting a new kingdom, of to find a spell to cure his aging as the darkness surrounding Agon is swelling up to dangerous amounts.
Classes:
Tank(very high defense, cannot be taken down by normal means, is also very strong and can take on groups at once, making the tank a large threat, however they are slow and predictable, giving them blind spots to attack from.)
Swordsman: basic Knight with sword and shield, very experienced in combat and is very loyal, is also skilled with multiple different sword and weapon types, and can shield bash enemies.
Mage: spellblade of magic which can use spells to kill, defend, support, and buff\boost her allies, can use any type of magic besides healing magic.
Ninja: very fast and lethal soldiers which win with sheer speed and unpredictability, however they are injured easily, ninjas can teleport short distances and turn invisible for a period of time.
Medic\cleric: noble priest who can use blessings or prayers to heal and strengthen allies, they can also bring allies back from the dead, however only extremely skillful medics can achieve this, they can also cast regeneration spells, which heal the ally over time during combat.
Character name: Orion the Tankmage
Height: 6'7
Weight:270 lbs.
Class: Tankmage
Species: Black bear
Squadron: Blackstone
Appearance: tall and bulky, broad shoulders with a large and wide torso, he has gruff and dense facial features and doesn't like to show his face often.
Personality: Orion prefers only to speak when needed, as he is the quiet type, he is very mysterious and only cares about his mission, however will help his allies if needed, he is extremely loyal and will never leave you during hard times.
Orion walked down to the middle of the Village, the Blackstone squadron commander, be was called there for a rendezvous, Orion was tall and stocky, and wore heavy, thick iron armor which protected him from injury, he used a greatshield about 5 feet tall, 3 inches thick of reinforced iron, and used a megasword, which were giant swords, which heavy and uncomfortable, but had great power and were unbreakable.
Orion was shown to be inhumanely strong, he could walk in his 350 pound iron suit all day and never break a sweat, and could send men flying with one handed throws.
Orion walked down to the middle of the Village and sat on a hay stack, waiting for the commanders orders, apparently something happened as king Falnar was growing weak, and needed dire assistance.
Orion Sat there with his helmet on, which had 6 holes arranged in a domino pattern so he could see and breathe through it.
(You can be a squadron commander if you want, someone please take Blackstone commander, as I would like someone ordering my character around.)
(If you have any questions or comments personally message me and I'll get back to you ASAP.)
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