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Elisabeth Quell

"It would be nice if you were a friend, then I might not kill you!"

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a character in “Mechas, Golems, and Nations”, originally authored by The Soul one, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

Name:
Elisabeth Quell
Gender:
Female
Age:
17
Height:
5'3"
Occupation:
Soldier (Enlisted)
Appearance:
Bright pink hair and pink eyes. Eyes change color to red when angry. Other than that, she is quite pretty.
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Rank:
Private
Personality:
Bright and cheerful, almost always humming some obscure child's song. If questioned about her past she thinks deeply for a minute before looking up cheerfully and replying with a cheerful 'I forget!' In combat, she will see the war and the damage that will remind her of the bombing, and go into a strange rage state. She will listen to orders, but will follow them in strange ways. If told to defeat an enemy, she will dispatch his entire squad before finally killing him, or if told to watch for enemies, will inform the commander of the intruder by bringing him his body.
Bio:
Born in a laboratory, Elisabeth was supposed to be a guy, but a mistake was made by the geneticist. She was kept for testing for various drugs, but another mistake put her into combat training. She quickly defeated her peers on the charts, quickly finishing challenges that normally took a minute in fourty seconds. Her amazing reflexes and quick thinking was not hampered by the massive amount of training given to her rather small frame. The lack of any real family was mostly abolished by the other genetically made children and professors. By the age of 15, she was deemed available for combat, as she was dodging bullets and crushing cans with one hand at that point, but that opportunity was shot down when the genetic center she was in was destroyed by a bomber, and she was taken by Mysticaran soldiers. The deaths of her 'family' damaged her mind terribly, but compensated by forgetting. She 'talked' a general into letting her join the armed forces. She uses a hand ax to dispatch foes, which has been magically enhanced for more slicing capabilities, slicing through most varieties of armor. She was assigned to the Green Golem Riders because the general disliked the commander, so hoped that she would mess up his ability to lead and possibly get demoted or killed.
Nationality:
Metargo
Unit:
Natrulkra Tribal Force, Green Golem Riders, Air and Ground Party

So begins...

Elisabeth Quell's Story

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Character Portrait: May Fermana Character Portrait: Isaac Miller Character Portrait: Leonardo Metargo Character Portrait: Malinha Nedilo Character Portrait: Elisabeth Quell Character Portrait: Oriana Aspiral Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Calida Metargo Character Portrait: Gracchus Ossi Character Portrait: Ayoto Miryle Character Portrait: Benjamin Malachi Character Portrait: Catrina Ramirez Character Portrait: Azalea Metargo Character Portrait: Aaron Lextu Character Portrait: Kyle Scipio Character Portrait: Zechariah Malachi
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Fertaninn, Benjlakk's eastern region, contains wildlife and plant life relatively untouched by civilization, making this place a haven and paradise for people looking for an escape from most of the fuss that comes with politics. Many farmers, agricultural workers, biologists, and solar technicians call Fertaninn home. This is where Benjlakk's capital, the District of Justicra, is located. Here, the story begins.

Zechariah just put on his khaki, ceremonial military uniform for this day. It was the day of the conference to determine whether Benjlakk were to be involved in the war between Metargo and Mysticara. At the moment, Benjlakk was neutral, and the young sergeant doubted that would change. He then remembered the communication disk on his desk, which he picked up and began recording a voice message on it:

My dear Azalea,

Today is a big day for Benjlakk. Diplomacy Square is going to be packed with guests from around the world, as well as people from all over Benjlakk. While the festivities go on, a conference is going to be held on whom Benjlakk will side with, if at all. All the while, I am going to be out on patrol and stuff like that with the rest of my platoon of mech pilots. I hope the war is not out of hand where you live, knowing what has went on, so far.

Were it possible, right now, I would have loved to have brought you here, to Fertaninn, the most peaceful region in Benjlakk. There are plains and forests here which are relatively unspoiled by civilization. It is peaceful, an ideal place to live in if you want to avoid the fuss of politics and stuff of that nature. Well, it is close to time to patrol Diplomacy Square, so I should get going, now.

Yours forever and always,
Zechariah


Just then, as Zechariah sent the message, his older borther, Benjamin, whom was wearing a green uniform, knocked on the door and asked, "Hey, Zech! Who you calling?"

The Eagle of Mercy grinned and rolled his eyes. "Oh, it was someone I met at the Solar Tech Convention in Southeastern Fertaninn."

"Well, let's get going. The Diplomacy Square Festival is about to start, and we need to be there to keep any fights from happening!"

Zech laughed. "I know."

With that, he prepared his two laser pistols, setting them to stun before placing them in his holsters. The two brothers met up with the rest of the Brown Wing Team. Zechariah said to them, "Okay, As you all know, this is an event which will contain tons of people from many different places. Be on the lookout for anyone who winds up hostile towards each other and either escort them out or arrest them if the hostilities turn into a fight. That could happen, anywhere, anytime, especially with the war outside our borders. You all know what to do. Move out."

With members of the Brown Wing Team at other locations, the brothers chose to patrol a quieter spot of Diplomacy Square. So far, no fight broke out, yet they could never be too cautious. several moments passed before a familiar face, and an angry one, at that, appeared right at the area's entrance to diplomacy Square. It was Aaron Lextu, the Metargo soldier whom Zechariah fought during the previous war that occurred a couple years back. With Aaron were May and Kyle, Kyle behaving in a somewhat jolly mood due to the possibility of being able to party some.

Kyle spoke, first. "Hey, Aaron! Look at that! The Malachi Brothers! Kind of cool to see 'em in person, eh, buddy?"

Aaron gritted his teeth. "Hush, Private Scipio! We're here to escort the Princess, not for the party!" The leader of the Lion Team glanced back at Zechariah and posed the query, "I guess you're gonna gloat, now, over the several times you beat me?"

Aaron's words set Zechariah's teeth grinding. How dare that man treat war or combat like it was some game! "There's nothing to discuss with you, Aaron, so don't pretend there is!"

Aaron merely crossed his arms across his chest with, "Fine by me!"

Kyle laughed a little. "Looks like you've been told off, sergeant!"

"Whatever..." Aaron looked around and finally spotted the Princess coming their way to the entrance. "Good morning, your highness. It looks like you get to meet the famous Malachi Brothers early. One of them is Benjamin Malachi and the other is the so-called 'Eagle of Mercy', Zechariah Malachi."

It was when Aaron stepped to the side that Zechariah noticed the woman Aaron spoke to. Just the sight of her changed Zechariah's mood from angry to shocked, which showed in his eyes and facial expressions. He quite literally froze where he was. "Aza?"

Benjamin gave a confused look, "Zech, what's wrong? Is it really that big of a surprise she'd be here? Did you see her in person, before, or something?"

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Elsewhere, Saul, Calida, and Leonardo were making their way to the conference building where the diplomatic matters were to take place. Saul held Calida's hand while he mentioned some things required to know beforehand. "Now, Leo, we must be on our best behavior in front of the President of Benjlakk. Even one sign of disrespect towards anyone in the room could be used against us. In order to gain the Benjlakki people's approval, we cannot do anything they will frown upon. We are already in quite a pickle with how many towns and villages you burned to the ground, so far. We need to break the stalemate, and cannot afford to mess this up."

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Over at the refreshment section of Diplomacy Square, Gracchus and the rest of the Air and Ground Party from the Natrulkra Tribal Force were enjoying some coffee and/or wine. Gracchus personally enjoyed the friendly vibe of the place the most. The different cultures and people mixed into one intrigued him, as he was always curious. Granted, he knew he could not stay at that spot of Diplomacy Square for too long, so he told Isaac and Elisabeth. "I better head over to the conference building to be at the Chieftain's side, so no funny business while I'm gone, especially you, Isaac. Don't. Kill. Anyone. This isn't like Mysticara, where you could challenge somebody to a duel, you quite literally cannot kill a living person here in Benjlakk. If you do that, we'll have the Benjlakki Republic as an enemy before the conference even begins. That being said, don't bother hurting anyone while we're here."

The elf leader of the Air and Ground Party said what he had to and walked on over to the Chieftain, Malinha Nedilo, and escorted her. He was one of few people who knew of her spy network. "I don't know what you hope to achieve by having spies in Benjlakk, but you best hope they don't find out there are any in their country, as that will be construed as a violation of their neutrality."

Along the way, Gracchus noticed one of the Benjlakki Diplomats, Oriana Aspiral, heading the same direction. Wow! She's beautiful! He could not help but smile at the blue-haired woman, yet did not glance in her direction long, since staring was rude. He quickly recovered and had his eyes forward, again.

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Elisabeth Quell
"Okay!" Replied Elisabeth cheerfully to her elf captain's orders. "So, Isaac was it?" Elisabeth said, walking forward and turning to him. She has only been in the outfit for a few days. She only just got her weapon, the axe gleaming as it was hanging from her side, the magical rune etched into it glowing dimly. She thought it would be best to find a friend or two among her squad. Not many, though. She couldn't remember why... Something about death, and avoiding pain, or something like that. "I heard you were a shapshifter, is it true? That'd be so cool!" She said. She always thought it would be awesome to change into something else, like a owl. An owl would be pretty awesome, sitting there at night, hearing something moving, flying down for the kill... "So, what is it that you shapshift into?" Elisabeth asked, gulping down her coffee.

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Issac Miller/17/single
Isaac was more in a good mood today then any other day. "im not promising anything" he said holding his hands up and shaking his head. a photo of his family and friends was tucked neatly in his pocket and his necklace fell loosely around his neck. even though he knew he could control his killing his best friend Matt had always told him not to control it. so that was exactly what he did. he still respected Gracchus. of course that was because he was a wolf and loyal to his caretakers and close friend. just as a girl spoke his name he shot his head towards her. "um yea." he said. he tilted his head in a dog sort of way. "shapeshift?" he repeated to himself. "not really but i guess so" he said tapping his pocket which held many knives. "and im a werewolf" he said proudly.

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Ayoto Miryle



Ayoto had been patrolling a part of the Diplomacy Square she'd been assigned. It wasn't a super hot day, but in a square packed with people, and in a black canvas unifourm, she didn't enjoy it all too much. Needless to say, it wasn't pleasant and she knew it. And being how overheated she was, a drink was going to help her greatly. Yet her orders kept her away from said drink bar. She cursed under her breath, she hated heat, and her style and clothing obviously showed it. She kept moving through, eventually now getting fet up, she was thirsty, and was going for the drink bar, as she got her drink she noticed two people talking, about one being a shapeshifter whom stated he was a werewolf to which she laughed to herself a little, "May I ask. What's this about a werewolf?" she asked in a respectful manner, "I overheard you two talking and what you were talking about sparked my curiosity." after continuing she smiled lightly, showing she wasn't any threat.

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Character Portrait: Isaac Miller Character Portrait: Leonardo Metargo Character Portrait: Malinha Nedilo Character Portrait: Elisabeth Quell Character Portrait: Oriana Aspiral Character Portrait: Saul Metargo Character Portrait: Calida Metargo Character Portrait: Gracchus Ossi
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"Absolutely, Leo! Any child of mine is obvious to have wonderful manners! Your father just wants things to go as smoothly as possible. We're counting on Benjlakk to help us." Leonardo nodded to show he was listening, yet, why? Why did they require Benjlakk aid? Were they not winning? He had assumed they had come to ensure the Benjlakk stayed out of the war, but couldn't diplomats have achieved the same end? Besides that, Leonardo doubted the nation of Benjlakk would do anything as they were quite content with keeping their head under the sand as long as no one stepped on their vaunted neutrality sign they insisted on waving around.

Leonardo slipped his hands into the opposing robes cuffs as he toke the time to examine his surroundings. A small group of people caught his attention with a strange blue haired woman, which was incredible odd in itself, an older man and a group of Mysticarans were standing and talking. At first he didn't know they were Mysticaran, but when one waved his hand and created some form of drink; it became fairly obvious. Leonardo couldn't help the small smile that tugged at his lips. In a age of bloodshed and war, people were doing magic tricks. It was... well, something to ponder on.

"Interesting." Leonardo said watching the small group, his eyes catching the light, gleaming a soft gold. He examined each member in turn, from the odd, yet alluring, blue haired woman holding onto her arm, to the drink maker with a goofy grin, and finally the woman with long black hair. She... looked like she did not belong there. Surrounded by people enjoying their lives, laughing without worry, yet her smile was so small. A smile Leonardo knew well, it was the same one he gave. One that was for the benefit of the other person alone. He could not make out much else from the distance, but it was something else to ponder.

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Ayoto Miryle




Ayoto noticed the teeth, claws, and all sorts of things that would tear a normal human being to pieces, "Well. That's definitely a feat. Must be something fun. Having the ability to change into three different basically bodies, yet, staying the same." she said in a nice, yet very nervous tone as she was bumped into, "I still hate crowds... Don't I?" she thought to herself as the crowd pushed past, pressing the coat of her unifourm onto her shoulders and back and needless to say, it wasn't pleasant. It was coarse and hot and it was not fun to have pressing against her. Yet, she brushed the thought off and looked at the two, "By the way, My name is Ayoto Miryle." she siad smiling, "May I ask of your names?" she said smiling lightly still.