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The Ones Who Lost
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Alias -> Godspeed
Profession -> message runner/swordsman/Assasin
Appearance -> tall and buff (Not overly so) with tanned skin. Bald. Wears gold winged sandals (Aesthetic only)
Personality -> Energetic, hopeful and generally trusting at first. Kinda likeable.
Fighting Style -> They utalise Rapiers to speed blitz enemies, either that or they sneak attack with a quick backstab using a poisoned dagger.
Backstory -> Crowned as one of the fastest men alive, he was also highly skilled in combat. He was enlisted into the army during a war between two kingdoms, eventually making a name for himself as a skilled assasin, message runner and warrior. Was going to become second in command for the general, but another hero by the name of Noir who was originally gonna be the second in command felt cheated of his role, so in the middle of a friendly spar, he used cheap and dirty moves to disarm Godspeed. Godspeed was going to concede defeat, but Noir just kept up the onslaught, making false swipes at Godspeed to intimidate them while threatening them. They miscalcuated though nd accidentally drew a gash across godspeeds neck, killing him. Supposed to be ressurected from the dead during the evnts of this rp. Body washed up on the shore after Noir tried to throw it into the sea. Given a proper burial.
Other?: nope
Name -> Noir
Age -> 31
Alias -> Blackout
Profession -> Swordsman, general.
Appearance -> a scarred man in black armour. Asian.
Personality -> short tempered and easily made jealous
Fighting Style -> profficient with every weapon, specilises with crossbows and swords.
Backstory -> A secretive man, goes unseen by other people most of the time. Able to blend into the shadows incredibly well. Guilt weighs upon him, dragging his spirits down to the bottom of the ocean, where he believes Godspeeds body still resided. He hadn't meant to kill then, only give them a little scare so they wouldn't take what was rightfuly his, but no-o-o, they just had to try to resist and fight back, making him get just close enough to accidentlly draw a line across their throat. The sound of the spurting blood and the horrible gurgling had startled him, so he let go of the sword, only being able to watch as Godspeed bled out and died. It wasn't his fault, he deserved the spot, it was his, he deserved it...That was what he tried to convince himself with as he finished recalling what happened that fateful winter day. He couldn't stand the looks of doubt other people threw at him when they thought he wasn't looking, They all seemed to agree on one thing, the position wasn't his. They couldn't argue with their king though, Godspeed had gone missing, seemingly abandoning them, Noir was the next best thing they would get. He won the war for them, but the guilt was still in his heart. Eventually Godspeeds body was found, and everyone mourned for the fallen champion, with most chanting for them to look into the murder. Noir was never suspected though, and got off scott free.
Other? Nope
And where was I? Burning in hell, of course.