1x1 Roleplay!
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Thread Topic: 1x1 Roleplay!
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Darn! I was waiting for you to do it! xD
Name: Daniel
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Rank: Archer
Appearance: Tan with blond hair, along with green eyes
Backstory: He's looked up to his father all his life. However, just recently, his father was killed in war. He's still grieving over his father's death.
Bio: He has vowed to protect both his nation and his family. He may be a little too underaged for the war, but he said he was 20.
Other: He is one of the most valued archers. -
Name: Brielle Beuveau
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Rank (Warrior, Apprentice, Bomber, Healer, General, Archer, etc.): Warrior
Appearance: Closely cropped black hair, keen blue eyes and peach pink skin.
Backstory: Her family was killed in a Silver raid just a week ago. Every time she fights, she does it to avenge them and protect her people.
Bio: The Teardrop army allows anyone over the age of 15 to join, so she joined the moment she turned 16. She became one of the fiercest fighters in the army.
Other: She was trained to be able to fight with whatever was at hand, ranging from a battle-axe to a pile of sand. -
Okie~ uωu))
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Is we-
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Oop-))
Daniel dropped his bow onto the concrete floor, before pouring a bottle of water over his head for the refreshing coolness. Fighting others wouldn't be easy if the population continued to grow strong. "You're losin' yourself, boy!" He heard the General's voice behind him. Turning to face the General, he heaved a long sigh. -
Brielle punched wood until her knuckles bled. Her instructor roughly pulled her to him, glanced at her knuckles and then said she was free to go.
She wrapped bandages around her hands, watching the blood seep into the white cotton. -
"They just won't stop coming!" He fell back with a frustrated huff of his breath. "I think I need to be upgraded to flaming arrows, General."
"Ya know who ye reminds me of, son?" The General's voice unexpectedly softened, before he sat down coolly next to Daniel. -
"When will you send me back into a REAL battle?" Brielle said. "I can take care of myself, you know."
"You injured yourself in your last battle, so I thought pulling you from the war and making you train was a suitable option," her instructor replied. "You're not ready."
Brielle punched the wall next to her, not flinching when blood soaked her bandages. "I AM ready. Send me back." -
"Who?" He replied.
"Thar be an old legend of a young warrior like ye," The General began. "Noble, wise, and a hero he was to his people. Though hesitant at first, he learned to build confidence in woe." -
"No, you're not. Whatever you may say, you're just a sixteen year old girl, not an experienced fighter," he replied. "You need time to recover."
"It's all healed up! I'm fine," Brielle said. "Never mind." -
"Oh," He sighed. After a long pause, he stood up. "When am I in battle, again?"
"Takin' risks again, I see, eh?" The General teased. -
Brielle walked away, a grim look of determination on her face. If they didn't send her out in battle, she would go anyway.
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"You'll be in battle soon, there, boy." The General finished, before getting up to leave.
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Brielle put on her armor, wincing as her breastplate brushed against her ribs. She had wounded herself in her last battle, and would have quite the scar.
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