Kouen Elfrit

Kouen takes a swing at an Ixal's buckler. Eyes open with the sudden epiphany that he is no match. The Ixal sees this and takes a wide over-confidant swing. Sucker. His expression turns into a cocky smirk. Rolls underneath the swing. Over swung, the Ixal pays this blunder with it's life. Another one down. Another one approaches. This Ixal charges at Kouen with a fury, swings once, twice. Misses the first but manages to slice through the fabric at the midsection, just barely cutting the skin. Kouen parries the third swing and counters with his attack. The Ixal holds up and hides behind the poorly crafted shield. Kouen takes a step back. Inhale. Exhale. The blood from his abdomen makes a small cameo on his white, cut and dirty blouse. The wind blows, letting all know that it takes it's place in the audience. A female miqo'te leaps from the trees and dashes off into the woods. The trapped birdmen caws at the prey, The Ixal in front of Kouen looks for just a split second. An opening! With a fury of a tiger, he flashed through the Ixal like lightning. The Ixal's eyes roll back to the heavens and into it's skull, seeking desperation to their primals they worship. May the gods forgive these creatures, for I will not! He cuts off 3 other Ixal before they can even give chase. He stares at them down, piercing their eyes and gazing into their soul. "Come!" he taunts. Lightning strikes and the birdmen leap at him.

"6 to my left, 8 on my right. The way I see this working out is we take out the closest birdies, thank fully none of them are holding a bow. Now after our first wave we have to-" A feint cackle echoed through the quiet and dark meadow interrupting everything. All stopped and turned in it's direction, the most quiet this part of the woods has ever gotten as if it casted a silence spell. Towards that faintly indiscreet snapping noise was where Ah'lex would be. The birds are cawing at the tree. "Oh faith and begorrah just go" Kouen pops out of the bushes and lets go his last two arrows, one beastman fell to the right and another nearly hits a head shot but dings and ricochets off. He drops the bow, unsheathes his silver saber and assumes a stance.

Welcome~ hope to see you in game and good luck on your book.

Kouen slows down once more, this time he dives into a bush and sorts the leaves apart so he could see. Several Ixal beastmen in the meadow wandering, roving about peering around for something, or someone. Over in the distance a tall meadow tree looms over the presiding bird-like craven creatures. Delicately flowing in the wind like silky green hair, draping and dangling over the meadow except for one strand of hair. A black miqo'te tail. He spots the young woman perched upon the branches, trapped by the aboriginal birds of the Xelphatol canyons. Time may be against Kouen, if she did tinged the thorn, there is a possibility, at least in Kouens mind that she could have extracted Saint Allenes Fire. Several to the left. A few more on the right He checks his quiver. Not enough. It hasn't been THAT long. Albeit a little rusty; he touches his ye olde faithful saber. Hears a faint growl from behind "?"

"wh-,..." The words escape from his lips as he jumps on the foot prints, hunching over precariously, sniffing and snorting the one scent that matters. He looks off into the direction guided by both the imprints and the smell. Without warning he took off being completely guided by the familiar aroma and completely motivated as if there are only two living beings in this world and he is the hunting carnivore. He stops abruptly to examine a tree that is armored in thorns and moss. Giving his olfactory senses a sample of the palette offered by the tree wasn't exactly a treat, but was more interested in the blood scent. A shocked expression accedes him. Just as he came, he went; now with a more quickness in his step. As he navigates his way around, he tramples over a pair of fallen Ixal bodies paying them no attention with his lust for reassurance. "Azeyma, please protect her"

^ Dat cockatiel.

Welcome to the RPC~ if you're ever on Gilgamesh I hope to see you there.

Looks at Koyu with a raised eyebrow, mostly pondering at what possible actions to have lead him up a tree sleeping during the day. He puts his curiosity on hold for he has other things on the agenda. "I'm not so keen on hunting in the night." He blinks heavily for a moment. Triest to make that an excuse for not being too wary of his surroundings. "The Ixal has been wondering out of the Xelphatol canyons into black shroud territory, felling trees for some deity they worship. Recently there had been rumors of kidnappings for their sacrificial worship." Kouen rolls his head on one side of his shoulder to the next then rolls back. "She is 16 years of age, she is not in her home, not around Gridania and the young ones should not be out this late." He sighs, leans on the tree and drops his head. "Worst dad of the year..." Mumbles to himself. He pauses to stare at the ground then leans off the tree and presumes sniffing the air, following any trace of his daughter.

A deep sigh of relief takes over Kouen, the arrow that was held between his two fingers find itself stuck on a branch next to the stranger in white. "How many arrows is he worth?" He asked as the tension in the air lessened. A slight breeze passes by, grass rippling along with the wind and the leaves follow. He lowers his bow and slowly walks over while studying the other two. Making sure no one is underneath, Kouen assists the other miqo'te down. Holds his hand out to help him up. "Sorry about that. Names Kouen, sellsword." He yanks the arrow out of the branch nearby, shakes his head to himself. He turns to the elezen and the miqo'te. "Any of you wouldn't happen to see a female miqo'te of the sun, about 5ft tall, skin slightly darker than mine, has black hair and blue eyes?" He inquired while looking around squinting his eyes as if trying to see all of the horizon through the trees.

pretty good. :thumbsup:

As the night approaches his desperation grows. His head swivels left to right and right to left, he walks at a faster pace and his eyes dart between the flora and the fauna. His eyebrows burrows into his face as he grits his teeth. "Where are you..." A bewildered and distraught look marks his miqo'te face. He stops and takes a deep breath, lessening the tension to his draw, closes his eyes and perks his ears up. The sky has unveiled its diamonds, darkness blankets the forest. "Alright Kouen, if you were Ah'lex where would you be..." thinks to himself. He opens his eyes in surprise to not have notice a presence of another, not the one he seeks. He can only distinguish the silhouette, wishing he had eyes of the seekers. He takes cover by a tree, waves his hand waiting for a friendly response.

RP dungeon runs? Yes, please! Had a former raid leader give Crocodile Hunter style guided tours of Molten Core on his Forsaken warrior. Unforgettable good times. I lol'd just imagining this ^

Nice to meet you! Can't wait to see you around Balmung!! Gilgamesh!

I wasted so much time just by looking at these but its so much fun Kouen Xawn Lets get dangerous Not a morning person We do the impossible Papa Wolf Clueless Chick Magnet Deadpan Snarker Combat pragmatist Stroke the Beard Fearless fool

This may be slightly irresponsible by I'd just come up with reasons why a character would behave this way if the lore says this and that. I personally wouldn't ask why but I'd have the reasons readily available, that is if your character feels the need to explain themselves.

Welcome! hope to see you around gilgamesh.

Ninja/Calculator. Get some.

I definitely would love to join, this OOC hub sounds like a great idea to form a party/meet new people/ RP almost anytime. Unfortunately it has been getting difficult getting into gilgamesh (midgardsormr for now) so the next time beta rolls around I'm definitely hoping on.

Welcome to the server, hope I see you soon.:chocobo:

Unfortunately it's a little difficult getting into Gilgamesh as of late, for now I'm in Midgardsormr

Very interesting thread, If I were to pick some themes for Kouen it would be these. -Battle Theme- 6Tu5tLE4flc -In Town- SWfrlxjJr4k -Raids/Huge Party- X-2yuGgp_U8

The character can realize that he/she has exponential strength when fighting to protect his fellow brothers/sisters in arms and has adapted the paladin job.

Thanks for the warm welcomes.

Hey RPers, I've decided to play FFXIV and chose to go with the RP path, mostly because I think it could be more fun immersing yourself into the world of Eorzea. As much of a self-proclaiming fun and charismatic guy I am, I decided since I don't have a whole lot of experience RPing, I thought it would be best to look for other people who want to RP in ARR. --MMORPG background My first MMO I have ever played would be Ragnarok Online back when it was wildly popular for 3 years. Then I tried WoW for about 6 months and that didn't really interest me too much and since then I've just been playing shooters/fighting games. --RP experience I have some RP experience, back when I made an account on gaiaonline back in 2006 I believe, I've RP'd quite a bit but not enough to say that I would be great at it. --Character ideas/info Someone who does things for gil more often than naught, a sellsword if you will. Has suffered great losses in the past and he is not willing to open up easily. (Rolling and ARCH) --How did you learn about the coalition? From a youtube video that explains the different kinds of servers there are, made a mention to this website so I thought I'd visit. No regrets so far. --What kind of a role-player are you aiming to be? Light, medium, or heavy? Light - Medium, I like to have fun, I'm not too savvy on Eorzea lore but I do try to be consistant and eventually evolve as a character. --Anything from real life you're comfortable with sharing? I am also a part of the FGC (fighting game community), I have a job that pays decent, the hours are bad and I loathe half the people I work with. Unfortunately it's one of those jobs I can't just simply say I quit. Or else I'd go to the pen house. Yeah I'm one of those types.