Character Creation Chain

[Peter Graham]

Dirk Hawkins

Otherwise known as "Ensign Dickie", Dirk was killed at the Battle of Waterloo. An ensign in the 52nd Light Infantry, Dirk was on the front line when his regiment, who had been brought round to outflank the retreating Imperial Guard, were ordered to fire one volley and charge with the bayonet. Clutching the King's Colours, Dirk raced with his Company into the fray. In a murderous five minutes of hand to hand fighting, Dirk's Company pushed deep into the Guard and came up on their colours. With nothing more than a notched sabre picked up from a fallen Chasseur, Dirk slashed his way through to the French Battalion Commander. He took three bayonet cuts and two musket balls in the process, but staggered on regardless. With a cry of "F*** L'Empereur!", Dirk cut the French colours down, before pitching forwards and bleeding manfully all over them.

As the Guard retreated, Dirk was taken from the field. The Regimental sawbones managed to remove one of the musket balls, but Dirk died soon afterwards. Dirk's Company Commander, Captain Devereux, was so impressed with his bravery that he gave the musket ball a medal and took it back to England to give to Dirk's wife, Fanny Hawkins. To this day, it remains in pride of place on the Hawkins' Oxfordshire mantelpiece.

Fair Teddy

 

[Illithrim]

Fair Teddy

A young woman of stunning beauty which is seldom seen. Her father is an overbearing minister who believes that no man should see his daughter's beauty until she is married. She, however, is an outgoing, brave young woman who feels repressed by her father. Her legendary beauty, which can only be described as such, is begotten from her beautiful amber eyes and her radiant auburn waist length hair which crowns an exquisite face that could have been carved by angels.


Illithrim

 

[Miladysa]

Illithrim

They were all used to hearing their names being called on the wind but not one of the villagers had ever imagined that they would come face to face with one until that day. Earla had heard Illithrim ringing in the breeze and had been the first to stumble upon the young male. He was so unaccustomed to being disturbed that he remained where he was while she studied him closely from her place beside the river.

It was true then, his people really did clothe themselves with leaves and petals, she also noticed that his shoes were made from moss. Above all else, the river of colour running through his eyes and the whispering strands of hair framing his face left her in no doubt whatsoever that he was fae and everything that the legends spoke of truly existed.

Trixie

 

[Illithrim]

Trixie

A young girl who doesn't have any idea of what she wants to do with her life. Nor does she have an idea of whats going most of the time. That, however is one of the most endearing traits about her. She, on top of that is very lovely. Her jet black shoulder length hair shines as if it were made of onyx. Her face, extraordinarily pretty, looks as if it could be made from fine porcelain in stark contrast to her hair. Her eyes the deepest shade of sapphire blue you could imagine only adds to her stunning beauty.

Avalerion

 

[Talysia]

Avalerion

A young man, born into a noble family, who harbours a remarkable gift. Behind his rather frail physique and delicate features lies a great strength, the power to unite the minds of all the people he meets; a talent which proves exceptionally useful when the country is plunged into civil war. Noticeable by his dark brown hair and intensely brown eyes, Avalerion fast becomes a legend in helping to restore peace to his land.

Analia Sirry

 

[tangaloomababe]

Analia Sirry

Analia has always been a tomboy, always climbing trees and doing handstands as a child, she could never conform to the strict protocol demanded by women of her time.

When war comes, Analia cuts of her hair, steals her brothers clothes and the family horse and goes off to join up.

When she meets Avalerion however, she almost regrets her decision to pose as a man. She vows to protect him with her life.

Marcel Worthington

 

[Talysia]

Marcel Worthington

A man of almost anachronistic chivalry, Marcel leads a simple life. He lives alone, but travels often to the town, selling the paintings he creates of the beautiful landscapes around him. Everyone considers him an enigma, and it is only when someone tries to get close to him, to unravel the mysteries around him, does the full significance of his self-imposed seclusion become apparent.

Telwyn Jones

 

[Toby Frost]

Capt Telwyn Jones, 33rd Deepspace Lancers. During the 2nd Galactic War, Jones led the heroic defence of Fort Telford against three divisions of land piranhas. Although often forced to use a sword owing to lack of ammunition, Capt Jones kept the defenders inspired with his bravery and fearsome baritone until they could be relieved by orbital dreadnought. Although the fort is long gone, a statue still stands to "Jones the Blade".

Osbert Loach.

 

[Ghost of Harrenhal]

Osbert Loach.
Sir Osbert Loach, an exiled knight forced into the life of a mercenary after losing his lands, incomes and family by choosing the wrong side in a civil war. He is of average height and build and has no striking features. He fights as well as any man but has no extraordinary skill on the battlefield.

Andrew Addelbreich

 

[Talysia]

Andrew Addelbreich

A quiet man, who spends his time researching the history of the land. During his studies, he uncovers a book which could possibly throw the country into chaos, as a completely different history is implied within its pages. Once he chooses to disclose this alternate history to some fellow history scholars, his life changes dramatically.

Linna Hawksworth

 

[Culhwch]

Linna Hawksworth is the fifth child - and fourth daughter - of Adelic Hawksworth, Lord of Hawk's Crossing. She is quiet and unassuming, clever in a practical way, and almost entirely disregarded by her family. But that's the way she likes it. Left to her own ends, Linna aprenticed herself to the local chapter of the Weaver's Guild and quickly worked her way to jorneywoman. She and Garrett Longman, eldest son of the town alderman, are to be wed in the spring, and soon after she plans to have her masterpiece finished, a majestic tapestry depicting the goddess Aletia and her doomed mortal lover Ceolmer...

The Crimson Flash

 

[Ghost of Harrenhal]

The Crimson Flash

Once a dashing and amiable flight lieutenant in the 22nd Rogue Squadron, he was blue eyed with curly blond locks framing a handsome, heart shaped face. His name was Conrad Eyrie

After being shot down while flying a reconnaissance mission over East Valkyria, Conrad became horribly scarred. He was liberated from his POW camp after the last Great Push and demanded to be sent back out into the action immediately. It was only then that he dubbed the name The Crimson Flash and he painted his entire plane a deep crimson. A "crimson flash" was usually the last thing an enemy pilot saw as Conrad sent them spiraling toward the ground in a rain of machine gun fire.

Vykkard Tallbrand

 

[Talysia]

(Posting to this thread has got my mind ticking over with ideas for new characters)

Vykkard Tallbrand

Captain Vykkard Tallbrand, the most decorated officer in the Space Forces, was frustrated. Not only was he expected to deal with this new crisis (no-one had ever thought that the inhabitants of this newly discovered planet to prove that much of a threat with their limited technology, but they had, nonetheless), but he was also expected to deal with a crew that was fresh out of the academy. He scrubbed his broad face with his hands, hoping that this crew wouldn't jump headlong into any trouble. This was his last mission before his retirement, after all.

Tevin Hobbson

 

[Ridque]

Vykkard Tallbrand

The Youngest brother of a great King. Always overshadowed by The family, he Becomes mad wanting Power. He plans a whole upstage of the King. He kills his brother and after having the thrown for only a little while, is banished from the land by the towns people...

As of "current", he has a small assembly of people in his command and is in the workings of the take over spree of the Century.



Mustaf Sanders

 

[Culhwch]

Double-post there, so how about a two-for...

Tevin Hobbson and Mustaf Sanders found they had a lot in common when they met one fateful Novander morn in the Tarnished City's lock-up. Both were in their twenties, both were serviceably handsome, both were from broken families - oh, and both were as crooked as the switchback roads that climbed up Mount Sky. Tevin had been running a scam involving oranges, monkeys and a prostitute named Flo. Mustaf had just been knocking people senseless and stealing their billfolds. Tevin had the brains, Mustaf the brawn, and in each other they found a kindred spirit. Together they formulated a plan that would make them rich beyond imagining - if it didn't get them hung from the nearest gallows. Tevin knew about this cardinal, see, who'd been skimming the cathedral's collection plates for years. Sure, he had a cadre of church-trained assassin nuns surrounding him at all times, but that shouldn't be a problem for a couple of handsome guys...

Michael One

 

[Ridque]

Micheal One

Micheal had been the best in his day. He was invisible to the FBI...as far as he knew. He was so sure of himself as he headed through the white house doors, noone would suspect him with the few hundrd other guests. He was trusted by the presidents own BROTHER for god-sakes...

How could he get caught. The Gun lay flat to his chest, as he slid by securety so easily....Maybe too easy...

Just like that, He felt the impact of the Detective, and Micheal knew he'd bee caught. He lay on the floor, under the detectives weight as they searched him. EVerything has been so perfect. How was his master plan destroyed? What mistake did he make?


Ridque Summers

 

[Ghost of Harrenhal]

Michael One

It's been a long time since Michael One used the name that was very first given to him.
Michael 10447J was a clone subjugated to horrifying tests that, at the time, were only illegal to perform on humans living registered among the New Order States.
Michael was one of the very first to rebel after that memorable day in 5562. For this, he was granted a high rank in the Alliance. He selected his name as carefully and ended with Michael One. It is a constant reminder that he was once just a number.

Valaña

 

[Culhwch]

Another double-post! This time I'll stick to first in...

Ridque Summers has only ever wanted one thing from life - to make it into the Earth Terrans first team and play in the Pan-Galactic Terrorball Championship (proudly sponsored by Plethic Industries, premier manufacturer of sublight engine degreaser and fine confectionary). Drafted as a promising youngster at the age of three, Ridque left his family behind in the slums of Sydney and joined hundreds of other potential stars at the Terran's zero-g training facility on Titan. Now, fifteen years and countless genetic uplifts later, Ridque has one shot - the inter-team full-contact trial match, where a win means a coveted jersey, and a loss means quite a painful death...

Waste not, want not - Valaña

 

[Ridque]

Valaña

The Head of The Last surviving Unicorn Herd. She Watches Atop The hill, for any sign of Danger...or any other life for that matter. They've stayed well hidden from the hunters, and the seekers of the magic held within their horns, but maybe too well hidden. Valana Looks at her dwindling herd, knowing it's only a matter of time before they must move on. the grass is running out and the river is running dry. Decisions Decisions...



The Lone Chimera

 

[Peter Graham]

The Lone Chimera

Lies hidden from view on the next hill over, wondering when Valana and her herd will finally head down the valley to the lower pastures. It can't be long now - the grass on these fell tops is thin at the best of times and the mountain becks always run dry at this time of year.

Men might want the horns, but the Chimera prizes unicorn flesh above all other delicacies. But patience is a virtue when stalking this sort of prey. Attack now and the unicorns will just scatter. But wait until they are working their way through that steep, rocky defile en route to the valley below and they will be like lamb to the butcher's knife. Hemmed in by the rock walls and unable to run for fear of breaking their legs on the treacherous loose rocks under hoof, they will be helpless. A blast of fire and the back marker will be barbecued before the rest even realise they are under attack. Taking two or three will be simplicity itself.

The chimera swishes his serpent tale and starts to preen his mane. Want to look nice for the ladies, after all......

Cobbler Tam