RP "school" ((all new members, start here))

[MazterL]

I know that the OP says it has to be a fight, but I am thinking a little bit outside the parameters and hope that it will still be approved. If not, I will simply post up a fight.

Main Character
Kirigan D'angletaere - Human Warrior Used to play this character in a different roleplaying guild some time back.



Kirigan was still new at the Academy, though he showed battle skills beyond that of most humans. It was very clear that he wielded his spear with a fury not seen in centuries and so expertly that even his Sifu had nothing more to teach him. But he still craved more knowledge, he yearned for the day he could test his metal against the damned Vampires that killed his family. Not a single day went by, where his thoughts did not linger on his little sister and the image in his mind of her ravaged body, dumped in the mud on a rainy night. It was that night that his father had been torn apart and a couple of those unbreathing bastards had burned his home, with his mother still in it. That same night, he had recovered only the spear of his father, the 2 long slender blades of his mother and the silver locket his sister always wore.

But today, he was determined to break the records in the training grounds. Blades strapped to his shins, spear resting on his shoulder and his eyes set upon the very last of the ten dummies. He twisted his left foot slightly, just enough to give him full traction for the dash ahead. He swung the spear from his shoulder, bended his knees and rushed forward. The first dummy sprang forth from his right and without missing a step, he hopped and swung, bringing the spear at fullforce at the head. It splintered on impact with the spearhead, wrapped in leather for safety, and Kirigan was already in full sprint towards the next obstical. He dove headlong over the hurdle and when he found his feet, 3 dummies stood before him. He aimed low, about the height of his own hip, plunged in the spear and leaped up, soaring high on the momentum of his sprint, forcing the dummy backwards and down, shifted his weight to the right and letting go of the shaft he was sent flying feet first into the second dummy. As he rolled to his feet, a gleaming foot long blade was suddenly hurtling into the last dummy, burrying itselt to the hilt. He was up even before the blade struck and in a flash he had his spear in his hand and was once more at full speed.

Coming up the Gauntlet, the worst part of the course, six dummies would be there, hidden amongst the swinging hammers, springs with wooden bats and pitfalls. He bounced once, twice and a third time and up the wall. With the flat of the spear, he was able to spring past a hammer and beyond a pitfall. But was surprised at the dummy that out of the side sprang forth. Still in the air, coming down from the wall, he managed to swing his leg around and slam the shin into the head of the dummy. A second one was already up across the narrow alley, he continued his swing and brought the spear to bear. The long blade at the tip tore through the dummy, spilling the sand it an arc behind him as he was already moving forward. Two bats sprang forth, one high and one low, he tucked into a roll and dove between them, coming to his feet again with a knife in hand, as anticipated a dummy fell from the wall and swung in his path. He darted right and a lightning quick V-slash left long gashes in the dummy and even before he was past the swinging bag, he let the knife fly and it scored a hit and flew through it's mark and lodged itself in teh second dummy behind it. He jumped the last pitfall and landed in a crouch and right in the path of a hammer. He rolled to his left and hit the wall, but undaunted, he sprang up high and stepped on the bat that he thought would come from the side... But it wasn't there. He lost his balance for just a moment and the hammer slammed into his back, sending him sprawling. He scrambled forward and came to his feet again, seeing the last two dummies, behind a low wall of sheet metal. He stepped forward but before he could accelerate fully, the expected bat sprang out and a twin from teh opposite side. Kirigan fell flat on his back, lifted the spear as teh bats wipped past him and on the return, they caught the shatf just under the blade and pulled him up along with them. That was just the thing he needed to finish what he started. In midair, he readied the spear and just before his feet touched the ground, he flung the spear full force at the wall, upon impact with the mighty spear, the metal shattered and sprayed teh dummies with splinters that dug deep into the sandy interior.

Kirigan then ran the last cew yards and came out of the Gauntlet, finishing the course in good time, but not enough to break the record. He was found two and a half second too late. But he had still beaten his own record and no-one at the academy could do this feat. He was proven the absolute best warrior and he knew it.

The following day, the last day of his eight year training, he was awarded his title. Now he could finally take his skills to the world and fight off the stalking undead and other vile creatures that offered only despair and death. He was now a Knight, bringing swift death to those who are already dead.


I am uncertain of the world and how things work here. But if possible, this is the character I wish to roleplay. His weapons are not merely metal and leather, but imbued with magic. I can also write the whole story of Kirigan and his family, how they got to have these weapons and why they ended up victims to the Vampires. If something isn't right in this story, let me know and I can correct it.