Post by jaxanders on Feb 20, 2012 21:55:31 GMT -5
GENERAL
Full Name: Anders
Race: Human
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Birthplace: Anderfels
Residence: Andoral's Reach
Affiliation: Mages (Was: Grey Wardens)
Occupation: Healer / War Starter / Enchanter
Religion: Imperial Chantry Believer.
COMBAT
Class: Mage
Character Stats:
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 1
Willpower: 1
Magic: 2
Cunning: 1
Gear: Feathered Mage Robes (Prefers black one), Mage Staff/Stave, Tevinter Chantry Amulet and Hand Embroided Pillow (from his Mother, still has it to this day)
APPLICATION
Dear Diary
Well, today could be better! Not only did I blow up the Chantry, in Kirkwall I caused a war. I never actually wanted a war, I wanted the Templars to stop seeing us as cretins to be caged and branded. Just for being who we are! And Meredith was the worst, it was all "See a few Blood Mages, collar us all with same title!" I didn't like it, and neither did most mages. I was even more shocked than anything when Orsino turned to Blood magic! THE VERY THING HE SWORE HE WASN'T! If Hawke hadn't killed him, things could have very well spiralled out of control. And we all found out that Meredith had Bartrand's lyrium idol and turned it into a sword, a sword that turned her to stone in the courtyard of the Gallows.
Now? Now, I don't what to do now. I could travel, away from Kirkwall and it's still-in-chaos state and find myself a nice place to hide for a while, perhaps go back to Ferelden. They'd never expect me to be back there. Though, I would try avoiding Amaranthine like the a plague since they seem to think I'm dead. Perhaps, just maybe I could get to Tevinter but..No, after hearing Fenris talk about it, perhaps that isn't the best idea. Blood magic, slaves and more blood magic doesn't really seem to go down well with me.
I don't know. Maybe I'll just wander.
'bye for now Diary, Anders.
Well, today could be better! Not only did I blow up the Chantry, in Kirkwall I caused a war. I never actually wanted a war, I wanted the Templars to stop seeing us as cretins to be caged and branded. Just for being who we are! And Meredith was the worst, it was all "See a few Blood Mages, collar us all with same title!" I didn't like it, and neither did most mages. I was even more shocked than anything when Orsino turned to Blood magic! THE VERY THING HE SWORE HE WASN'T! If Hawke hadn't killed him, things could have very well spiralled out of control. And we all found out that Meredith had Bartrand's lyrium idol and turned it into a sword, a sword that turned her to stone in the courtyard of the Gallows.
Now? Now, I don't what to do now. I could travel, away from Kirkwall and it's still-in-chaos state and find myself a nice place to hide for a while, perhaps go back to Ferelden. They'd never expect me to be back there. Though, I would try avoiding Amaranthine like the a plague since they seem to think I'm dead. Perhaps, just maybe I could get to Tevinter but..No, after hearing Fenris talk about it, perhaps that isn't the best idea. Blood magic, slaves and more blood magic doesn't really seem to go down well with me.
I don't know. Maybe I'll just wander.
'bye for now Diary, Anders.
BEHIND THE MASK
Contact: PM, mostly.
Roleplay Experience: 4, 5 years at the most. Did alot of everything during the years. Horror, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Reality, Medieval, Western, Vampires and Werewolves..Done and been pretty much everything but Qunari and a Mabari.
Language(s): English, Spanish, Mando'a and a little Tevinter.
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Roleplay Sample: (From my Mass Effect forum)
"Pritchard, I'm in!" Jax spoke as he was crawling through a vent to get into one of the most secure warehouses on the Citadel. "Nicely done Stone, may I ask how?" Pritchard inquired as Jax was watching two guards walk away from where the duct ended. "Ventilation shaft...It was this or the front door, and I highly doubt they'd have let me in." Jax answered.
Pritchard chuckled then spoke "Maybe if you'd have said 'please?' they would?" as Jax was chuckling lowly, so the guards didn't hear him. "No, I don't think 'please?' is in their dictionaries."
Jax silently as possible removed the grate covering his exit and crawled out of the duct, then moved over to the guard not facing the vent, a lone guard.. "Pritchard, I'm getting the feeling, for a well guarded warehouse it doesn't have the best of security."
Pritchard could be heard muttering before speaking "According to the cameras I've hacked into, the security isn't as tight as it should be tonight. I think that's because half of them are patrolling outside and the roof. You picked the right night to do this, Jax."
He grabbed the guard by the shoulder and spun him around, his fist colliding with the guard's stomach, winding him before grabbing the guard's Avenger and ripping it out of his grip and then bringing it to bear, and swung the butt of it at the guard's face as he was coming back up from being winded, knocking him out.
Jax patted the knocked out guard's pockets for anything useful before sighing then grabbing the guard's arm and turning the omni-tool on. It turns out, he had been messaged with the 'new' plan. "It seems their employer believes a group of skilled mercs are onto him, and will be planning a frontal assault, or from the roof. Pritchard, I need you to hack into the warehouse's security mainframe and turn the alarm on, to make them think they are being assaulted. I'll use the diversion to my advantage and get moving through the vents again, because..." he observed on his interface the layout of the warehouse "...the target is two floors up, and with all the bodies moving about, I'm seeing the vents as the only option here."
Pritchard tapped into his computer "I could do that, or I could simply point out to you that there is an elevator not too far from your location and it is, judging by the cameras, accessible to all."
Jax made an annoyed sound before moving towards the elevator, avoiding the open as much as he could before posing a question "Is the elevator's destination stopping near any tangos? I do not want to be shot at as soon as the elevator reaches the second floor."
Pritchard made a non-commital sound before speaking "Okay, there's two but it looks like they're observing the perimeter as snipers. But they are too far from the elevator to be able to hear it arriving so you have a clear corridor ahead of you by the time the elevator reaches that floor. Move fast, because from the cameras I've seen they sweep the corridors every so often."
Jax had reached the elevator and was moving inside when Pritchard had finished speaking. He pulled the silenced and laser sighted M-5 Phalanx handgun out it's holster before checking it over as the elevator was going ridiculously slow.
Pritchard chuckled then spoke "Maybe if you'd have said 'please?' they would?" as Jax was chuckling lowly, so the guards didn't hear him. "No, I don't think 'please?' is in their dictionaries."
Jax silently as possible removed the grate covering his exit and crawled out of the duct, then moved over to the guard not facing the vent, a lone guard.. "Pritchard, I'm getting the feeling, for a well guarded warehouse it doesn't have the best of security."
Pritchard could be heard muttering before speaking "According to the cameras I've hacked into, the security isn't as tight as it should be tonight. I think that's because half of them are patrolling outside and the roof. You picked the right night to do this, Jax."
He grabbed the guard by the shoulder and spun him around, his fist colliding with the guard's stomach, winding him before grabbing the guard's Avenger and ripping it out of his grip and then bringing it to bear, and swung the butt of it at the guard's face as he was coming back up from being winded, knocking him out.
Jax patted the knocked out guard's pockets for anything useful before sighing then grabbing the guard's arm and turning the omni-tool on. It turns out, he had been messaged with the 'new' plan. "It seems their employer believes a group of skilled mercs are onto him, and will be planning a frontal assault, or from the roof. Pritchard, I need you to hack into the warehouse's security mainframe and turn the alarm on, to make them think they are being assaulted. I'll use the diversion to my advantage and get moving through the vents again, because..." he observed on his interface the layout of the warehouse "...the target is two floors up, and with all the bodies moving about, I'm seeing the vents as the only option here."
Pritchard tapped into his computer "I could do that, or I could simply point out to you that there is an elevator not too far from your location and it is, judging by the cameras, accessible to all."
Jax made an annoyed sound before moving towards the elevator, avoiding the open as much as he could before posing a question "Is the elevator's destination stopping near any tangos? I do not want to be shot at as soon as the elevator reaches the second floor."
Pritchard made a non-commital sound before speaking "Okay, there's two but it looks like they're observing the perimeter as snipers. But they are too far from the elevator to be able to hear it arriving so you have a clear corridor ahead of you by the time the elevator reaches that floor. Move fast, because from the cameras I've seen they sweep the corridors every so often."
Jax had reached the elevator and was moving inside when Pritchard had finished speaking. He pulled the silenced and laser sighted M-5 Phalanx handgun out it's holster before checking it over as the elevator was going ridiculously slow.
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