All we need now is for the others to come back... You know, or just hunt them down if they don't come crawling back.

Well, half of that would be the gloriously brilliant machine you see before you.

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And, If you need something to. . . Liven your brain- I've put a new app up.
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Name: Oscar Of Isora (I would put the capital, But. . . Well, I don't know what the capital is. Could you come up with a name?)

Species: Human

Gender: Male (Uh oh, Looks like something's going down!)

Life stage: Young Adult

Age: 23

Biography: Rumors from the mist. . . They tell you many things. Sometimes what you can hear can be devestating.
I, The tunnel rat Arven, shall tell you a story.
Once, There was a child. He was alone, Crawling from the dust and filth, Day by day to survive. He sought hope in the darkest of times, Fighting for freedom from the grasp of poverty.

One day, The King himself came to inspect [Capital name]'s citezens. He could see the disparity, and the lack of balance. He spent most of his time donating to the poor, And searching- For god knows what, And one day he found someone. Specifically, The boy.
He had the drive to keep living the others did not, Living their simplistic lives. The king offered the boy money, But he rejected it.
"It's no way to live, Losing sight of what is most important. I live to see another day, Not to have all my wishes given to me.
It would be better to earn it, with true victory." The boy said, Crossing his arms.
That was when the King's eyes watered, and he smiled. He had found what he needed, Someone to represent Isora.
He wrapped his arm around the boy, and started walking back to the castle.

The boy learned many things, The Knights of old, The Darkness spreading the land, And, Less importantly, Proper Etiquette.
He was taught how to fight for himself, And was given the honorific Sword and Shield of Isora. He became known as the Prince of Isora, But from what he was taught, He learned that even if he had power, There was only so much that could be done.
To help fight the ever growing chaos, he left for Cradle.

Appearance: Amber Eyes, Short Black Curly hair, Tall, Standard Royal Armor

Personality: While he may be the prince, He doesn't use his name to flaunt his power, But instead uses it as a formality. Knowing how the poor feel, He tries to change what few royalties do; Bring balance to all.
His ability with a sword and shield is not as good as many would believe, He fights with a mix of survival and elegance, But mostly survival.
He follows the code of Chivalry, As best as you can without being christian.
He walks with importance, And never lets an opportunity down.
His morals are well put together, And yet there are still a few gaps here and there, Like killing a traitor without mercy.

Desired Role: Supporting

Expendability: After he has fulfilled his duty, Likely to betrayal. I mean come on, Do you expect they'll want a prince there?

Arsenal/Abilities: Rune Sword, Rune Shield. Their power is undecided.
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It's hard, Trying your best to make a character that is a prince, But definetly not a marty stue.
Please, if you ever use this, Change the app however you see fit- As I cannot always do things the way I should.

I truly hope, that I have done everything the way so the character does not end up a "shining knight"
Seriously.

My head hurts.

And by that you mean we are basically just throwing this into the shock panel in the training hall.

Why not "Basically"? It's exactly what we're doing.

Actually, I got shocked when I put the forum on the shock panel.

Name: Nylocke

Species: Gremlin

Gender: Female

Life stage: Adolescent

Age: 17

Appearance: Nylocke is a young, small-framed Gremlin that is characteristic to most normal Gremlins, what makes her special however is her entire body white fur color, and the fact that she doesn't wear her goggles as often as most Gremlins do, tending to show her large, blue and gleaming eyes, always beaming her happy demeanor from a simple glance. She wears a Darkfang Assassin's get-up with all the symbols missing, and the outfit painted purple, aside from a symbol of a Love Puppy's head marking on her right shoulder. With bright Sky Blue eyes, her bright white fur coat, and a perfect white smile, Nylocke is at first look, friendly as can be.

Biography: Nylocke was once an assassin in training for the Darkfangs, essentially, she was picked on by most of the other Gremlins for being small and weak, as well as being clumsy and different. She never enjoyed fighting, or for that matter, fighting the Knights specifically, and she'd have even fought them from time to time, albeit ending with her getting clunked on the head by something and passing out, or running away. In her own time, she'd always find the more nature-filled and calm depths of the clockworks to play with the Wolvers and other creatures that roam, and she was always friendly to anyone she met, even the knights on occasion, if she was alone.

Personality: Clumsy constantly, Cheery almost always, Friendly to anyone, Affectionate to everyone, Kind, Adorable (But don't let her hear you say it!), Constant need to prove herself capable, Quirky, and big-hearted, and even though she can sometimes be quite slow-minded at times, she tries.

Desired Role: Supporting, (Friend to the main character(s)?)

Expendability: Would appreciate staying alive, but if there were to be death involved, it would be her sacrificing herself to save a friend's life.

Arsenal/Abilities: Her weapons usually consist of a Knight's sword she found, but even she has trouble holding it, so it gets lugged around like it were a heavy Claymore. Other abilities include her natural speed from her tiny frame, as well as cloaking left from her days of training, as well as the occasional large stick she could find to thwack enemies on the head with.

(I hope this is acceptable...!)

Whatever floats your boat