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Niccolo Eques

"This treachery cannot go unpunished."

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a character in “Rise Asylia!”, as played by Caesar_Lanceum

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Name: Baron Niccolo Eques
Age: 30
Gender: Male

Appearance: Niccolo Eques is well-looking man with fair skin, an oblong face, and short, dark brown hair with eyes of the same colour that were round. He has a narrow bridge and an aquiline nose right above a pair of thin lips. His cheekbones were well-defined, and he had a prominent chin, as well as a sturdy jaw. He has shapely limbs gained from his occupation as a soldier for Asylia, standing at 5'7", and weighing in at 65kg. He usually wears a red nobleman's clothes, with a cloak usually draped over his shoulders. However, when armoured, he wears a cape to differentiate him from the rest of the soldiers, for he was a captain. He wore an unorthodox version of steel lamellar armour shaped like interlinked triangles with a large circular plate of steel covering the heart, and a skull cap with red tassels flowing from the top. He has metal strips for vambraces, and an aventail flowing from the top of his helmet to the shoulders, covering his face, as well.

Equipment: Eques carried with him a buckler and a long rapier when not in armour. However, when armoured, he carried a longsword and a proper shield, occasionally carrying a lance when storming enemies.

Personality: Eques Niccolo is a very witty man, cold and calculating. He saw the world as merciless, and therefore, only the merciless and the cunning could get their way. Only the cold and calculating could be the victor. He was a silent man who kept his thoughts to himself while spreading empty lies. He was a loyalist to the king. As a nobleman, he was a trained knight, so when the war against this mysterious evil began, he joined their ranks. He made his name known, and went on to become an officer in the army, using unconventional tactics that were effective. He was very much a traditionalist when it came to social matters, but his tactics on achieving victory were very much amoral and odd. However, it was these tactics which made his name known throughout the kingdom. Though merciless to enemies and rebels, he was not entirely merciless to his own subjects, and occasionally comes along to visit them, but never speak with them for too long.

Ability Alignment:
Ph: 40
Me: 60
Ma: 0

History: Niccolo was born to two loving parents. He had a humble beginning, and was raised as a traditionalist. His father was an owner of a local bread factory which baked high-quality bread for not only the peasants, but also for the fair and good nobleman, who was a knight, as well. Niccolo was considered very noble very early in his life, and when he was seven the nobleman saw in him a chivalrous nature. He was taken in as a page when the nobleman was unable to produce an heir. From then on, Niccolo began to dream big. He grew into a good squire. He was allowed to study in the College of Law, and returned when his master was killed. In his master's will, Niccolo was to be knighted and made baron. However, as he ruled over the small town, he realised that his father was killed in a disagreement between another nobleman and his father. Angered, Niccolo attempted to attack this nobleman directly, but he realised that this nobleman was much stronger than him. When he failed in his initial barrage of insults and attempts at defamation, this nobleman broke him. Niccolo's mother was killed, and a large amount of his subjects imprisoned, leaving only a few hundred workers, some of whom were harbouring thoughts against Niccolo. The good and humble Niccolo was gone. Only the cold and calculating Baron Niccolo was left, a new him. He made himself feared, torturing and slaughtering those that thought of him as weak and attempted to stage a coup. So, his subjects feared him, and that taught them that this good man was not in the mood to play games. He made them work day in, day out until he was rich enough to train and arm a few dozen citizens for his private guard. Then, to beat his enemy, he defamed him in secrecy, spreading a poisonous rumour amongst the nobleman's subjects, creating dissent. He then planted the seeds of rebellion in the nobleman's guard. They paid the captain, who leaked information to them. And so, Niccolo used blackmail, manipulating his enemy to do his bidding. At one point, Niccolo's brilliance made it so that the caravans delivering the gold for the man's treasury be sent to him instead, to a secluded cave in the middle of nowhere where Niccolo had built a small cave to his home.

Running dry, the nobleman begged his blackmailer. Yet, Niccolo did not stop. He waited until his subjects started to die of starvation, he waited until his son died of starvation, he waited until his wife died of starvation. Amorality and mercilessness, he concluded, were the tools essential to rise above everybody else. When the nobleman was completely broken, Niccolo finally left him for dead as he swallowed up the nobleman's large swathe of land. He turned his little town into a small but modernised city with small walls strong enough to withstand a small siege. However, his career as a statesman eventually had to be cut short when this evil came. Niccolo answered the call of duty and raised an entire army of peasants which his guards trained to be as professional as a peasant army could be. They were deeply disciplined, fearing Niccolo, who watched them as they trained not only how to fight, but also how to listen to commands. When the war began, Niccolo offered his services to King Gladius, and the king accepted. He rode into war, leading his citizen soldiers. Learning from the generals of ancient times who used trickery to defeat their enemies, Niccolo likewise used his men's discipline to command them while they moved, switching positions, stopping, and giving ground per command. Eventually, Niccolo's first encounter ended in a victory when the enemy's main force pushed into the centre of the nobleman's flanks, unable to see the two hidden wings of cavalry units, as well as a wing of light infantry, all three of which were hidden behind the hills. When the enemy pushed, Niccolo's infantry gave way, pretending to be pushed back. The infantry spread thinner and thinner, beginning to envelope the enemy's flanks. Then, the cavalry crashed down on their sides, and soon, the light infantry joined and charged at the enemy's rear. The enemy was completely encircled, and soon, entirely slaughtered. Niccolo's genius made him known throughout the army immediately, and at the end of the week, he was no longer just a knight commanding a small troop of a hundred citizen-soldiers, but a captain in command of a further one hundred professional soldiers.

He continued his streak of victory, and by the end of the war, he was honoured by the king, along with many others. However, some time after, the king was murdered by a conspiracy, and the kingdom was divided as the treasonous conspirators tried to crown themselves as the monarch. Niccolo sent a thief he had take all of his records, and if he couldn't, then they must burn them. In the chaos, Niccolo hid himself and his town from the map of the world. His city became his to rule. He raised a private professional army, prepared to counter any threat that would one day rise against him. These were, indeed, times of strife. He was a deep-rooted loyalist and monarchist, believing in the divine power of the Asylia family. To expose this secret would mean the entire kingdom would turn against him. And so, he hides. Should the opportunity present itself, he would have to one day ride again and defeat these traitors wherever they may be. He has made it his goal, therefore, to one day see to the rise of the Asylia family again, and to see to the reunification of the kingdom. How he would do it, he has no clue yet. However, he has always been known for his cunning plans.

So begins...

Niccolo Eques's Story

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Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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Dawn Rises

It would take no less than three days, and three long nights of travel. The Chrafei were ever present, high above in the day, and near at hand at night, where the glow of their feathers lit the way for the travelers who followed the path fate lay before them.

It is dawn of the fourth day, and you have all arrived at the wasted strip. A long and grueling travel by horse over the mainland, but those had to be abandoned on the second day, as you took a small airship out across the open air to Isla Garnach, where the strip resides. Below you is the breath, the pink and purple misty clouds, colored by the light of dawn into orange and yellow mists and strips. It is a beautiful thing, the breath, called so because it is believed to have been the breath of the gods that raised the skylands above the wasted world.

The sun rises, and reveals to you the shore of the island, covered in broken and bleeding bodies and corpses. There are thousands upon thousands of soldiers, all dead, or dying. The bodies lead up the strip towards a narrow pass, where a few hundred warriors still fight against a single man.

Tolend Dathar.

Truly if the gods can be reborn as human, then he is a god of battle. Though his armor is bloodied, rent, his weapon and shield broken in multiple places, still does he stand. A bastion for the last hope of Asylia, the final barricade against evil. When all others have failed and fallen, he yet stands to protect the princess.

And behind him, overwhelming the dawns own light, is the princess herself, beautiful as life, and just as fragile. Even from the distance can her eyes be made out, a light to cut through darkness down in the very soul of the people.

The captain of the ship you have comandeered has seen the corpses, and he begins barking orders to his men. He intends to turn away, to abandon the princess and her guardian.

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Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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Cécilia was a little starved for a nice shower as they rode and eventually flew in the direction they were heading in. She looked over the railing of the airship and down at the clouds below them. Such a marvel of technology this was, as a kid she had seen ships like these flying over the kingdom. They were like massive metal birds of the sky and she always wanted to see the world from above...

It was as beautiful as she had thought, pink and purple misty clouds...Along with the light of dawn slipping through it...It was a nice sight, however as they passed the clouds and arriving above the shore that's where her smile faded. Thousands of soldiers, dead or bleeding out...There stood a single mas using a very narrow entrance for a stretigic position. If she remembered what her parents taught her, this maneuver was called a bottleneck, to funnel the enemy numbers throw a narrow space. Very useful when you face more enemies, using more well trained troops to plug the hole and dealing more damage to the enemy. And here one man seemed to hold his ground, but he looked like he has perhaps minutes of life left. There behind him, the figure of the princess! Heavens above she still lived!

All they had to do was land, but soon she heard the captain of their ship yelling orders to...abandon the princess!? She would have found a way to get off the ship however she saw no means to safely get down without falling from the sky and turning into a red stain on the ground. She ran to the captains cabin while calling out for the others. "Everyone! Please assist me! Head to the captains cabin! We have to speak some sense into him!" She called out before looking to the captains cabin and calling out to the captain.

"Please sir! Please land the ship! The princess needs our help! On my name of the Naudé family it is our duty to the late king to save the princess! I humbly ask with all my heart that you let us off. You can leave after we get off the ship. But please! Land the ship!"

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Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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The sheer size of the queens battleships in the western skies, couldn't be unnoticed - even by somebody as dense as Aryun. It is then, the boy noticed the chimera still hovering there, as if to show maximum disrespect after insulting him a 'wandering lady'. Though he was still standing there pointing the wooden stick to the east, his attention on the chimeras was redirected at the baron:

"That's east, child. West is the other way. In any case, Image
"O..Oo...Obviously this is the east!"
the boy is right. We must not delay. My apologies, Lady Cecilia, but you will have to carry the child with you.
" Aryun was astounded and embarassed about his disorientation at the same time. Astounded by the amount of insults, pointed towards him at the same time: first the chimara, showing maximum disrespect and now some old noble geezer, calling him a 'child'. Unforgivable: "O..Oo...Obviously this is the east - i just wanted to test the orientation sense of my future travel companions" - he changed the direction of the wooden stick to south. "Still i would prefer to go with Ashley" - it seemed nobody cared: the baron offered Cé-ci-li-a Na-u-dé the horse of his guardian and moved on.

"We may have an easy enough time of it in the plains, but keep a sharp eye and don't spread out, not all earth is as solid as it may appear" - Ashley wasn't even there anymore, riding ahead. What should the boy do? - He jumped on the horse, sitting back to back with the noble woman, puffing his cheeks angrily.

It was a long journey - two days by horse. After two days, they had to leave their horses behind. Especially Ashley made quite a drama about leaving his behind. It seemed he was really picky and he truly believed, he could talk to a horse - but the thing surprised Aryun even more, was that the horse seemed to understand and reply: "No way.." - the boy cleared his eyes. Though, his surprised expression changed into an expression of awe and excitement upon seeing a flying ship. It seemed his companions were about to get on the ship: "Awesome!"

Upon the ship lifting off, a sight opened before the boy - he Image
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never saw before. Giant land masses were floating in the skies, surrounded by mystical arrangements of differently coloured clouds. "What kind of sorcery is this? -This is beautiful!" - Aryun leaned forward way too much, nearly falling out of the ship a few times. Flying sure was freeing, letting Aryun feel at ease as though he was light like a feather. It took a while for the boy to live out his excitement - restlessly running around the ship, looking at the surroundings from different areas. If one would mark all places the boy had been on at the ship - the whole ship would be marked three times. After some time, Aryun seemed to get a bit more accustomed to traveling in the skies, finally getting quite. All the excitement and running around drained his energy very fast. After looking for a quite corner, he dropped on the floor, snoring slightly. He was awakened few hours later by Sis Nada screaming around: "Everyone! Please assist me! Head to the captains cabin! We have to speak some sense into him". He raised himself, still sleepy - as he saw Sis Nada running to the captains cabin: "Are we already there? Wozzup Sis Nada - you need to land the ship? " Aryun looked at the island they were howering over. The sight of dead and injured soldiers lying around didn't faze him. Seeing a single soldier fighting off the masses however, impressed the boy. Aditionally he seemed to be a knight of the late king - the boys eyes sparkled: " Decided! - We're landing! Ladies and Gentlemen, please hold onto something!" - a smile appeared on Aryuns face, as he shot one of the ships engines with an ice splitter. This caused the ship to incline towards the isle, falling right at the battlefield. With some luck the crashing would squash the masses of dark clothed soldiers. Nearing the ground the boy jumped from the ship, rushing off towards the knight.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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The plains had been kind enough to them, Ashley was pleased with their progress. When it had become clearthey would need to take an airship for the last leg of the journey they had shifted course and made their way to more civilized territories.

Ashley had removed everything he could shoulder and made sure the rest was secured. "Right, you know the drill." He patted he animal softly, "If I'm not back in three days head on home. Don't go getting yourself into any trouble." The horse reared its head back with a huff. The beast wouldn't be boarded in a stable, it would keep itself out of trouble in the surrounding country and return to Ashley's home if the man didn't return in a timely manner.

Once they boarded Ashley found himself a comfortable spot as far from the rails as he could and settled in. It wasn't so much a fear of hights as an unease about the contraption itself. Ashley had never thought much of airships. It was a relief when they had finally made the isle, though the scene that awaited dulled the sence of relief quickly.

The captain was preparing to come about, and in all regards Ashley could hardly blame the man. Cècilia pleaded for the man to land, at least to let them off.

"Let down the cargo line captain. You needn't even land." Was what Ashley was about to say when the sound of an engine clattering broke through the air. Ashley turned and to his horror saw that Aryun had apparently taken it upon himself to "land" the ship by shooting an ice shard into one of the engines.

"What the hell are you doing?" Ashley yelled as the ship lurched. "We're already tempting fate on this contraption and you have to go and start breaking things while were FLYING IN THE AIR."

At this point self preservation took over, both Ashley Clark Gable and Tom Catti prefered their chances against all the armies in the world over a crashing air ship. He made his was quickly towards the rail, reeling as he leaned over unecpectedly. Seeing the cargo crane he hurried over and kicked the crack latch open, letting the line fall loose in the wind. He swung one leg over the rail. "Sweet dirt, I'm coming back to you." Ashley mumbled before grabbing hold of the line and swinging his leg over. "This one goes down!" He shouted towards Cècilia and Niccolo. Then he was gone, letting the line carry him swiftly toward the ground as the ship followed.

He felt more comfortable holding that rope falling quickly towards the earth than he ever had on the airship. He rolled swiftly when his feet touched the ground, it was certainly not the first time he had used a rope in such a manner, though repelling from towers and fortress walls was somewhat less harrowing. As he came back up to his feet a blade was already drawn and at the ready.

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Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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After shooting one of the engines, Aryun put one foot on the rails - trying to adjust the distance. With one engine still running, the ship was falling too slow for his taste. But at least it was landing at all and like this, there was time to jump before the crash. Aryun pointed out the target location aiming with his thumb, as he heard some panicking voice coming from behind.

"What the hell are you doing? We're already tempting fate on this contraption and you have to go and start breaking things while were FLYING IN THE AIR." - Ashley desperately sprinted towards the cargo crane.

"Why, landing obviously... " - Aryun scratched his head - he couldn't understand the commotion. It was a long moment of thought, before the boy could grasp the situation. He narrowed his eyes, putting on a wide evil smile: "Do i smell fear, horse whisperer? Stay here, would you! Go down with the ship, facing the wind standing on the front line rails - like a real captain! Arrr... " But Ashley already fled the sinking ship via the rope of the cargo crane. It was a pretty amusing sight, how the ranger made his way down faster than the ship itself. Seeing Ashley rolling around upon landing, Aryun shouted from above while standing on the rails, preparing to jump: "Arr...Prepare yourselves, landrats! Horse whisperer you distract them since you're already down, while i make my way to the knight - can't have a real hero fall here! HeHeHe... "

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Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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"Decided! - We're landing! Ladies and Gentlemen, please hold onto something!"

Cécilia hear Aryun's voice and before she could react, suddenly the sound of an engine being blow up rung in her ears. She suddenly tripped and landed on the floor before the trajectory of the ship began to make her fall to the bow of the ship. She quickly reacted and grabbed a nearby railing.

"What the hell are you doing? We're already tempting fate on this contraption and you have to go and start breaking things while were FLYING IN THE AIR."[/color] Was what Ashley shouted as they were on a crash landing. She would have possibly said something along those lines, but right now she was focused on trying not to fall down.

[font=myriad]"Oh Gods above...Mom...Dad...please watch over me on this journey to redeem our family name and avenge our king...for our teammate might kill us all by mistake!"
Cécilia spoke to herself as she carefully made her way to the side of the ship and was prepared to jump off now. Not the best way to enter the battlefield bit it was certainly a flashy way.

She did say she needed help, but when she meant help to land the ship she did not mean to get help to crash land the ship!

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Character Portrait: Princess Halena Asylia Character Portrait: Ashley Clark Gable Character Portrait: Aryun Frostmourne Character Portrait: Cécilia Du Naudé Character Portrait: Niccolo Eques Character Portrait: Tolend Dathar
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Baron Niccolo had been arguing with the captain, trying to convince him to abandon his foolishness and actually land the ship when Aryun had blown out one of the engines. Unfortunately the explosion had rocked the ship and sent the Baron crashing down to the main deck.

He was disoriented and began clumsily making his way around, seeking a safe way off the ship, even as the rest of the crew and the captain ran about in panic and fear. He managed to spot cecilia and rush over to her as she prepared to leap off the ship. "you seem better prepared at this so, just tell me when would be best." He said, his voice only slightly shaken in spite of the event.