Barios

Posting a bump since I have recently placed Bert onto Mateus! I do have two others still on Balmung, but I'd personally be down to RP on any one of them! Though Bert is my main!

Going to give this a gentle bump as I'm still looking for more RP partners! Especially if anyone happens to be traveling around Gyr Abania!

Hello there! I figured I'd post around here again, though this time I'm looking for some connections for my character Bertrand Ahlbrecht. He's an older (semi) retired Knight. I say 'semi' because of story reasons, but those could be found out at another time! Either way, let's get to talking about the man himself! Bertrand is a male Highlander, orphaned at a young age but taken in as a servant to the House Rochechouart. Finding himself to the North, he'd take to doing cleaning work around the House in Coerthas. He never aspired to be much until a fateful meeting with the Lord's son. Soon after he'd find himself squired under the House's flag and took to training hard and focusing on honing his own abilities. Around the age of twenty, he'd eventually find himself Knighted by the very Lord who he trusted and respected as a friend. Taking to his duties for the long haul, he'd do what he was told and never questioned it. After many more years full of adventure and camaraderie, he would be entrusted with the former Knight-Commander's sword 'Maireachtáil' at the ripe old age of forty-three. Accepting the duties of one who took charge over a good deal of Knight's he soon found himself taking to squiring the new generation of brave warriors who would soon be protecting the lands in his stead. Present time, he has found himself taking to traveling over the rest of Eorzea. Having not experienced it due to keeping to the Kingdom of Ishgard, he now searches for those he trained; those who betrayed his trust and their moral essences. Taking up this one last duty himself, Bertrand wishes to see justice done. ((Bit of a condensed form of his story! Short and sweet!)) As for what I'm looking for RP wise, I am mostly up for anything with him. He isn't particularly searching for friendship but of course won't turn it away should it show. Bertrand also offers advice and training to those who wish to learn the way of the sword, but he can be a strict teacher and at times a very harsh critic. He's a good guy in a world mostly unknown to him, but perhaps finding people to join him on his travels will give him a much better view of the world then what he has been exposed to so far. Thanks for reading! If any questions, feel free to PM me or find me in game! Cheers!

Yeah..I would assume that is actually the main issue with my characters..there hasn't been too many reasons as to why he would speak to people, the man has lived by himself for quite some time..of course he doesn't freak out when he meets people though. He is just...learning how to do the proper things in the correct situations, or even how to reply without seeming out of it. Overall he is doing a lot better compared to when he first debuted...but still work to be done. Look over Xyla, seems like she'd be interesting! Most because he'd know she smells different when compared to all the others he has been around.

Well hey folks! Thanks for giving this a look if you do! Just a bit about me before I jump into the character that I want introduced a bit more to anyone wanting to put together a good story...or perhaps stories! I've been RPing for a good many years now, as I'm sure most people here have been as well! Though one thing I've always been awkward on would be introductions, perhaps it's just how my characters are...or most likely just me. I never know how to start up a conversation without being simply that. Clumsy. So I figured coming here and talking about my character would get some folks interested in RPing and maybe I can finally get into introductions. Now I consider myself to be a bit more of a mature RPer, as in I am fine with gritty, dark stories but I don't like to consider myself always like that, I can enjoy a mellow time RPing as well. Okay! Now finally we can get into the character! Xdoferus Dubois. He is a Duskwight that is a bit odd for one of his kind. Not one for caves and the like, he actually spends quite a good amount of time hunting in the large forests of the Shroud. Calm and collected, he isn't one to be thrown off too often yet! He still doesn't understand the mind of the other races, even of his own. Seeming a bit more wild and even feral, he has a strange sense of wonder that could rival even the greatest of adventurers. Recently having come upon a long lost friend, he could do nothing except watch as the friend gave his life to save his wife, an elder and even Xdoferus himself. Having seen everything occur seems to have lodged his past into a spot in his mind that he simply cannot find. He knows nothing of his younger days apart from bits and pieces he sees from dreams, of course these give him nothing but more questions. (Can't give away too much, part of his story!) Protecting the pregnant woman whenever she travels, he spends most of his time listening and learning from everyone he encounters, he hopes to one day learn of why he exists. Overall, he's still a big mystery but I would suppose I'm looking for contacts to sort of help him out of the jam he finds himself in, perhaps even learn something more! I love ongoing RP, long-term if you will! He's a character that I am even still learning about. Though he is one that I've had in my head for years now, I think I am finally ready to get him really going. So there is a little synapsis! I'm down to answer and questions and whatnot if anyone has any! Though really, thanks for reading!

In game now actually, feel free to send out an invite at any point!

I'll actually be back in the game starting from today! Though I may switch up characters and try out something new....but I'll be around!

It's good to see this group is still around! That makes me happy!

Welcome to the family! Please do enjoy yourself, if you need anything just ask! We are all more then willing to help, and of course...Roleplay! Hope to see you around!

I'm sorry, that made me laugh pretty loudly, nicely done haha.

“Trees…more and more trees.” The Moogle spoke after the two are relocated themselves out of the sun, and back under the dying tree. “Nothing like this one..” it patted the friend that kept the sun at bay. “Full of life, energy…each screaming..yelling to one another to protect the saplings.” The wings on its back fluttered a moment before settling into its back comfortably. “Fire, death, panic. The forest was full of it. People…all different races. They were all running about trying to make sure their friends, and family were safe as the fireballs came down from the sky.” The Moogle glanced up as it spoke, almost as if it were expecting balls of flame to descend down at them once again. Letting out a sigh of relief, it continued the story once again. “That’s when I saw you..walking stick in hand, you were leading several youths..they called you ‘teacher’?” it tilted its head to the man as if seeking a sort of confirmation. The old man nodded his head “Indeed…I am..well..was a teacher. I taught many students how to survive in this world. Whether it be back knowledge or weapon usage. I tried to pass down whatever I could to whomever was willing to listen.” He leaned back against the tree, gripping his walking stick closer to his side. He’d squeeze it tightly as if it were the hand of a good friend. The Moogle smiled happily knowing what it heard had been correct. “The students then..they looked frightened…no.. they were frightened.The scent of it was all over them. You though..you kept smiling and reassuring them that everything would be alright.” The Moogle floated over, and patted the old man on the shoulder. “That was wonderful..one of the best sights I’ve seen in such a long time..that trust they held in you, and the confidence you gave off.” The old man let out a laugh,rubbing the back of his neck. “There was no time for anyone to be afraid…especially the children. I did my best…I thought I did my best..” he frowned, looking down at the sand below him. “People died that day, and there was nothing I could do..” Floating back down onto its bottom, the Moogle’s grin, tilted sideways. Figuring out what to say next, as well as remember what happened. “There was no way you could have foreseen what happened..those Ixal..They took control of the panic…and..” its expression changed dramatically to one that was almost in tears. “They killed many people that night..If I had more energy…I could have protected more..” the old man placed his head into his heads, deeply depressed by the memory. “But the ones you did save…they went on to save many more.” The Moogle was looking back at the man. “You reacted quickly, if I recall..the moment their axes fell onto...several of your.." it took a deep breath, closing its eyes. "Several of your students…you dropped your walking stick?” the Moogle looked over at the item in the old man’s hand. “The Ixal never saw the hit coming, I never saw that hit coming..” It looked back at the man only to be greeted with the bright blue eyes of his. “It had to of flown…twenty…no thirty feet!...But..but that wasn’t what stood out the most..it was those eyes of yours. The fury behind them…” It reached up to touch the man’s face. “You loved each of those students..you truly did.” ((To be continued!))

A bright light. That’s all that could be seen as the old man opened his eyes. Blinking quickly several times, he’d lean back further into what felt like gritty soil. The surprise of the sudden bright light nearly blinding him. Squinting to keep his eyelashes over his eyes in some sort of filter until his sight could readjust. He would groan as he shifted in place. His body felt for the first time truly old. Clenching his jaw, he squeezed his hands a couple of times before placing them firmly in the gritty soil. “Sand..?” He managed to get out softly. His throat was sore, and dry. Licking his lips, he’d try to moisten his mouth. Pushing down into the sand, he’d pull himself up and against an object. Turning as quickly as his body would allow he discovered it only to be a tree with no leaves. It was dead, and only providing the most minimum of shade. Letting out a sigh, he’d turn to face outwards once again. Gently placing his head against the tree, his eyes, now somewhat recovered, looked outwards into the world. Slowly but surely he was overcome with surprise. Eyes scanning the area, no matter where he looked he could only see more, and more sand. Cursing several times, he would lean around the tree to see if it were the same on the other side. Shaking his head instantly when it looked exactly the same as its opposite end. Twisting himself back around, he stared into his lap, his thoughts racing. “Where am I…how did I get here?” Closing his eyes he thought more, reaching up to rub his forehead. “Was I knocked unconscious, and brought here?...” he spoke quietly once again. “But for what purpose?” As he spoke again the man heard something drop, and hit a rock close to the tree. Quickly turning to look he’d notice a small creature floating just a few feet away from him. Only about three feet in size, it looked as if it were a stuffed animal. It was covered in short white fur. Using its small bat like wings to keep itself up, it would tilt its head at him. Its short cat-like ears flopping to the side as well. The strangest bit was the antenna with a small red pom-pom on the top. As its head tilted the pom-pom went with it, a strange sound coming from it, almost whimsical sounding. Pulling himself away from the tree, he’d drag himself out of the shade and into the sun. Feeling the heat almost immediately, but the old man could not care. His eyes focused on the strange creature. It calmly floated after him, bobbing up and down gently as it did. The man grabbed a handful of sand, and threw it at the strange creature. Hitting it, it would fall down onto the ground, and cough, reaching up to rub its eyes furiously. “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!” the creature spoke loudly, yelling at the old man. Still rubbing its eyes, but capable of somewhat looking at him. The old man did not know what to say, brow arched downwards as he quirked it in some confusion. “You…weren’t going to attack me?” he asked simply. The creature dropped its arms, seemingly content that it had gotten all the sand from its vision. Flapping its wings once more, it took off back into the air. Floating in front of the man before turning sideways and pointing to something by the tree. “I was returning that to you!” the creature frowned angrily back at the man. Tilting himself to the side, the old man squinted to the tree. Looking around it that is when he saw it. “My…walking stick?” he quickly looked back to the white creature. “Where did you get that?!” The creature floated back to the Lance, picking it up with great effort then floated back to the man, dropping it at his feet. Letting out a small sigh of its own. Taking the time to closely study the creature, the man let out a sigh. “You...You’re a Moogle!” he stated the obvious. “You actually exist?!” he shouted in shock. He had heard about such creatures in fairy tales, but never knew that those tales actually spoke true. He relaxed his guard somewhat, still keeping a keen eye on the newly discovered Moogle. It nodded to him, the frown fading from its face into what looked like a playful grin. Floating down, it sat on top of his lance. “Slow down, slowdown!” the Moogle spoke kindly, forgetting that the man had just thrown sand in its face. “It’s probably better I start at the beginning…from when I found you.” It sat cross-legged,viewing the man with a strange type of interest. ((To be continued!))

Been playing Killing Floor to keep me distracted, now this is a game that can do it. Not to mention finishing up stories for my characters. It has been working really well so far!

I would suppose that Barios smells like a desert...dry, and like sand. Considering he has been in a desert for the most part. Possible a hint of a cactus flower? Not too strong though, but noticeable.

Welcome to the family! Don't hesitant to ask any questions. We'll all be happy to try and happy with whatever you may be curious about! Enjoy your stay, and of course looking forward to seeing you in game!