Leocanto W. Edwards

Age: 33

Sex: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Height: 5'11

Weight: 176

Hair color: Dark Brown, style is a short rage.

Eye color: Dark Blue

Clothing: Wears a light base tunic with a weather worn leather vest over top. Has a brown pair of duelers breaches on with a red belt and sash holding them on. Hanging from the sash is his saber and on his belt is his side-sword and pistol. He also wears a pair of travelers boots that are black with a red belt keeping them tight on his feet.

Accessories: 1 Flintlock Pistol, 1 Side-Sword, Buckler, Saber, 1 gold earring, compass, small coin sack, and a flask.

Description: 5'11-scruffy dark brown hair and tends to keep it short. Blue narrow eyes that tend to make him look mad at most times (which of course he uses to his advantage in tense situations). He always seems to have 5 O'clock shadow no matter how long he has gone without shaving. He is a skilled swashbuckler but doesn't like to be called one since it reminds him of his womanizing brother (of whom he never speaks of) and prefers to be called a buccaneer. Crew member of the infamous pirate ship the Njordr. He never washes himself off, and when he does its only cause he falls into the water or has to trek to the beach from the ship. Tends to take on persona's to fit into any kind of situation. Speaks 3 languages but tends to get them all mixed together when trying to speak in a second tongue. A sub-par navigator but tends to shift the job off to some other person. Also has natural born markings of a sea dragon/sea serpent on his body.

Personality:Short tempered but an honest person. He tends to have a very aggressive side and will not hesitate to kill someone who is standing in his way; the only exceptions are women and children. Tends to give out orders only when he thinks they seem fair and equal to other crew members.

History: He cannot remember where he is from and was raised on a pirate ship since the age of 4. The pirate who raised him found him and his brother in a village that was being attacked by government officials. Captain Argaros (the pirate who raised him and his brother) commandeers one of the worlds most infamous pirate ships. Since the age of 8 he has learned how to fight with a side-sword and a buckler, sometimes uses a saber. Also took a fancy to fencing. Has been a member of Captain Argaros crew ever since. And is now seeking to become captain himself. He and his brother split apart after they had some kind of disagreement over the honor of being a pirate. Have not spoken in 9 years.

Known Relatives: Victor W. Lancel

Current Location: aboard the Njordr


Minor Characters:

Quelic Rolse:a buccaneer from Wokou Island; an island full of the roughest bunch of foreign pirates who had taken the island (by force) from the Kingdom of Euriea. A standard built guy with long knotted hair. He has a weak chin which he tries to cover with some facial hair. He has some kind of armor unfamiliar to Leo and wields a curved saber. An old friend of Leos during the formation of the Republic of Karasar and also a previous member of the pirate ship Njordr. And has now fallen back into being a crew member of the infamous ship.

Diego:
Age: 36
Sex: male
Sexuality: straight
Height:6'
Weight: 175
Hair color: reddish-brown
Eye color: blue
Clothing: headband, light leather Cuirass, Cuisses, leather greaves, sandals
Accessories: 2 sickle swords, dagger, ring, pouch
Description: The first mate of the pirate ship the Njordr. A broad man with a tanned skin, he has long redish-brown hair tied back into a ponytail with a headband carrying the Njordr's crest of a red cross with a black and white background. Wears a tight leather Cuirass with his sheath on the front of his chest and wielding two Cukurovan sickle swords. Has many noticeable scars on his arms and wears a Cuisses to protect his thighs.
Personality:
History:

Captain Argaros: Captain of the Njordr. A fairly stocky man with dark black fuzzy hair to his neck and a full beard. His arms are of a large size and showed what were once large muscles. He's not fat but had gained a beer belly due to old age. Regardless of his size, Argaros is still one of the most feared pirates of the Thidanean Sea. Once a good looking and fit young soldier of the Kingdom he had gone AWOL when the army had chosen to attack the village he came from. Unable to take the guilt of killing innocent people, he had escaped with his closest friends on a nearby merchant ship and began to sail the seas. Is also the man who found Leocanto and his brother Victor and raised them. His son is Balgaris. Wields a Falcata(a one edged blade that pitches forward towards the point, the edge being concave on the lower part of the sword, but convex on top) and a large boarding ax.

Victor W. Lancel:
Age:29
Sex: male
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 6'1''
Weight: 165
Hair color: Light Brown/Blond
Eye color: Green
Clothing: Common leather cuirass, Single spaulder, loose trousers, light leather boots, bandanna
Accessories: Double belt with knife scabbards, quiver, throwing knife strapped to leg
Description: Light build, very wiry composition. Graceful, but tends to stumble for no reason. His hair spikes out from the bandanna worn around his head, and hygiene seems to be a high priority for him. Somewhat dainty features, of which is somewhat ashamed. Useless when it comes to cooking anything other than wild game, and tries to avoid showing it, thus seeming like a slacker to those he hasn't traveled with for long. Also speaks several languages fluently, but pretends not to be able to.
Personality: Extremely high strung, but prefers to portray a more laid-back, amiable character. Rarely loses temper, however, the occasion that he does is startling, as he gives no hint as to when he's starting to get angry. Slightly vain and prefers to stay out of the fray, but does not lack in melee combat ability. Easily distracted by a few certain things, one of them being attractive women. Strives to be better than his father figure (Captain Arguros) and his older brother.
History: As a newborn he and his elder brother Leocanto W. Edwards were both deserted in a city being attacked and ravaged by Government officials. The Infamous Pirate Captain Argaros saved them from the attack. Was raised on the pirate ship The Njordr and was trained to use a bow since the age of 7. By the age of 20 he had a falling out with the Captain and his brother and was disgusted with how pirates had little 'honor'. He became a mercenary for hire and now wanders the land and sea doing bidding for any who pay. For 9 years he had not seen his brother or the crew of The Njordr, but due to unusual events he has found himself on the the opposing side of a battle between The Njordr and the Karasarian General Katzbalger.

"Katzbalger":
Age: 41
Sex: Male
Height: 6'1
Weight: 197
Hair Color: Black
Eye Colour: Brown
Clothing: a molded leather breastplate that imitated the musculature of the chest and fringed strips of leather over the thighs and shoulders, purple cloak fastened by a large brooch on one shoulder
Accessories: Katzbalger sword,
Description: Shaved head, tall and fit. True name is unknown and is nicknamed after the sword he uses. Killed the captain Arguros's anonymous best friend and not much is known about this Republic of Karasar General. Feared by many for his skills with his sword.

Mal'sumis K’il, “The Twisted One”
Age: 28
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Height: 5'10
Weight: 145
Hair color: Black, messily cut.
Eye color: Dark Brown
Clothing: Worn-down black clothes, tight to suit his contorted body. Wears a very baggy cloak to conceal himself when going out in public.
Accessories: 2 Butterfly swords, 1 Pata gauntlet, roughly-patched bag (consisting of stitched-together scraps of clothing) for stolen goods.
Description: Dark-skinned, despite lack of exposure to the sun, with a tribal tattoo over his left eye. His hair is black, and very uneven due to failed attempts at cutting it. He is quiet, but smiles and chuckles over-excessively. He is a slim, perhaps malnourished contortionist who has memorized routes through underground caverns beneath the communities of Vertical Draft Island.
Personality: Bitter towards everyone in general due to his own banishment. He enjoys pitting people against each other to watch them fight, and uses the distractions to his advantage to steal necessities. Unless he respects an individual, he tends to be a compulsive liar. He is very hard to enrage, but is more than willing on fighting for the sake of entertainment.
History: An awkward and socially unaccepted child, he was banished by his tribe as soon as he was no longer considered a child due to his unnatural twisting capabilities (his tribe figured him to be cursed). After escaping the harsh winds of the island by making his home in a cave, he became an urban legend, meant to scare away small children from the caves.

Name: Raquel E. Jemison (Waves of Wind and Water)
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Raquel is about 5'8", rather slim for his age. He's an angelic-looking blue-eyed blond. Don't be fooled. He's just planning how to con you out of your coin purse or the shirt off your back.

Personality: He is a slight womanizer but never more than he ever seems necessary. He is a skilled musician and small time magician, and has an uncanny ability to fit into a crowd. He uses his slight of hand to pickpocket or make a person look the other way. He is very independent and dislikes authority figures who flaunt their power, but will take orders from a friend or someone who can do whatever is being asked. To fight without his daggers he fights very much like a Muay Thai fighter.

History: As his parents were killed in a pirate raid as a small child he learned to play his instrument of choice, a small 8 string item with the capability of both melody and a bass line. He also learned how to be an excellent pickpocket through his "magical abilities"

Clothing: Dark green pants that are tight at the waist and spread out closer to the ankles, Maroon vest, Medium sized black headband, lizard skin belt and coin purse.

Accessories: 12 dirks, Kefferis (the instrument), 2 decks of cards for gambling, a set of normal dice



Name: Theodore James

Age: 23

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Sub-Race: Celtic (Irish Celt)

Eye Colour: Light Green

Hair Colour: Deep Red

Skin Tone: Tanned

Overall Appearance: Theodore stands at a solid 6'1 which is large for the area he comes from. His hair reaches down to around his earlobes and his bangs reach to the bridge of his slightly broken nose. He usually stands in the background, and even though he is pretty large, he blends in quite well. His chest and arms are decently scarred from the hunts his clan goes on every few weeks. He wears long baggy, forest green breaches tucked into soft, fitted moose hide boots. His mottled forest cloak is open for his chest in a large V meeting at his waist and flaring out to his ankles. His studded half finger gloves are dyed a deep blood red and they reach half way to his elbow.

Personality: Cynical, short tempered, but never without a reason. Friendly, a passionate lover, a loyal friend. Smart, quick thinking, notices the small things. Artistic, poetic, a thinker. These can all be said of Theodore, but it depends on who you ask.

Distinguishing Marks: A large scar from his right hip to his left shoulder from a boar hunt.

Skills: He is an accomplished storyteller from his tribe, he was once learning part of the druid culture. He has a long and exceptionally good memory for stories ranging from myths and legends to real historic tales.

(Waves of Wind and Water Only): Currently learning alchemy on Gregale Refuge (The Academy) so that he can bring more advances to his people.

Combat Skill: Living as a hunter within the Celtic tribes, he was trained in practice to hunt and make war on the other tribes from about the age of 10 or 11. He is a decent hand to hand combatant but likes to use a Celtic War-spear to a proficient degree.

Equipment: Celtic warspear, and a Celtic short-sword. A traveling satchel that holds his money, his food, which is mostly dried meat and fruit, and a skin or two of clean water.

Additional Notes:

That's the War-spear he uses, the shaft is made of Eire hardwood. It stands about seven feet tall.

This is his short sword that is strapped almost laterally on his lower back.

Location: Gragale Refuge (The Academy)

Balgaris

Age: 29

Sex: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Height: 6'5

Weight: 283

Hair color: Dark Brown, average length.

Eye color: Brown

Clothing: Erigian mail, Large iron pauldrons, spangenhelm, Hardened leather war boots, Harden leather war gauntlets, Cotton undershirt, Large belt

Accessories: 1 hoggspjót (main), large buckler, Viking sword, 3 throwing axes, Bow


Description: He is all about war and fighting and it shows. He has few scars because of the skill he has with his hoggspjót and the heavy armor he wears

Personality: A fighter that doesn't know when to quit. Paranoid and quick to change sides and won't admit his cowardice. quick to anger, and finds death to be entertaining

History:

Known Relatives: Captain Argaros

Current Location:

Name: Blanc de Vassiere
Age: 34

Sex: Male

Race: Human

Sub-Race: French/Saxon

Height: 6'

Weight: 165

Eye Colour: Dull Blue

Hair Colour: Sandy Blond/Light Brown

Skin Tone: Tanned

Overall Appearance: He wears the armor of his Order which is a chain mail armor that goes up to his neck and also does the effect of a hood. A surcoat bearing the symbol and colors of his Order is worn over his armor, white with a red cross. Wearing a spangenhelm when enforcing his Orders power and would wear a Great Helm when going to battle. Wielding a long sword familiar with the knights of the Order. To protect his body a shield custom to the Order was used. With bronze trimming, a white finish with the red cross, and reinforced metal and wood placed in to keep it from breaking on impact.

Dirty and unkempt short hair, also rare for a knight to keep clean when at war but since returning he has kept to a cleaning schedule of twice a month. Due to the true loyalty of the Order to the leading religion, they tend to keep out of affairs of the kingdoms army; thus creating a bitter rivalry between both the order and the local City Guards/Knights. Although being from a Monastic Order that follows the will of god, he tends to question the reality of divine power and has gained disapproval from his fellow brothers. His horse is his only companion and has kept himself from being the superior of a field commander (underling of the Order not yet granted Monastic power).

Personality: Seen by many as a powerful tactician as he uses manipulative strategy in battle to gain a greater outcome. Having suffering a great loss in Outremer he has come back to Euriea to create an extended base of operations. With a lack of local support he is now at a disadvantage of attaining this mission. His loss has given him a brash mind for battle and for people. This however does not mean he is a mean person, it only means he is quick to the point and doesn't tend to beat around the bush. Blanche's personal life is known only to him and he tends to keep his personal issues to himself. Never looking to the past and always looking at the here and now, he tends to think about the consequences of his actions with repent.

The Order has existed for 200 years and has become the focal power of the Western powers. Striking fear in their enemies, these Monk Knights are the first of their kind and fight for the people and the Church and not a king or noble. Having sworn vows of poverty, chastity, piety, and obedience to the church. He has sworn himself to The Order for life, which not all Knights have to be.

Even thought a patron of the local taverns, bars, and pubs he has forbidden himself to drinking alcohol and only goes to visit with the patrons to know the people and how to protect them.

When being formal out of his armor he wears a plain tunic, sheepskin cloak, and leather boots. He would wear monastic robes when going to a ceremonial ritual.

Distinguishing Marks: None

Skills: needs no skills with the "will" of god. (believes god will decide the outcome of anything.)

Combat Skills: As a Knight of The Order he has been trained since childhood to join the rankings of these Knights. Before The Order had become widely known children were chosen from High Noble families and trained in all sorts of military combat, reading and writing, philosophy, religion, politics, and geography. Able to use any western sword in combat but most familiar with a Long Sword, and is an able bowman (Bow or crossbow).

Equipment: Long Sword (looks like an estoc, but unlike an estoc both edges are sharp and able to cut...and estoc is blunt and made for stabbing , Shield, chainmail, either one of his helmets, carries no money for it is forbidden in The Order to have a form of wealth.

Additional info:

Image from the swedish movie Arn The Knight Templar