I feel it is time for me to begin RPing and I felt RF was far too gone into the storyline for me to get a decent start so...
Name: Vrym
Species: Vykker
Gender: Vykkers are asexual ne?
Age: 58 or there abouts in human years
Position: Was an eminent doctor at Vykker Labs before being thrown out for misconduct and dangerous research (Yes it really was that bad) and up till recently has been conducting his experiments in private in an abandoned mill in Western Mudos.
Personality: Irate and eclectic. He also has visual and auditory hallucinations.
Appearance: Taller than the average Vykker, has piercing blue eyes and quite a thin drawn look. Years of hardship have taken their toll on him as he seems frail and older than his years but don't let his appearance deceive you as he is still remarkably quick on his feet and possessed of a kind of inner strength that can never be stolen by age. He lost one of his arms in an experiment (Top left) and thus has replaced it with a gun arm of sorts for his own safety. Usually supports himself with a cane while walking.
Equipment(Optional): Woops I just mostly answered this in appearance =3, he also carries a backpack full of mechanical parts for use in any situation.
History: A tortured genius, Vrym was bought up in a large city in central Mudos by an extremely wealthy family, pampered and petted all the way through life Vyrm left Racknar academy with top grades and then found himself a comfortable position within the hustle and bustle of Vykker labs. As the years passed however Vyrm's behaviour towards his test subjects and fellow Vykkers grew exceedingly eratic, his research more arcane and, as he began to look down upon the banal triumphs of his colleagues, his experiments increasingly more dangerous. Eventually, after the untimely death of supervisor Zark and the 'accidental' destruction of the new west wing (Built primarily because of the rather deliberate destruction of the old west wing) Vrym was forced to hand in his resignation.
After travelling for a few years Vrym settled down in an abandoned mill near a small Clakker village but when the Clakker's started to hear rumors of corpses rising from the grave and odd bumps coming from the old mill they formed a mob and forced Vrym out, burning down his lab in the process, now with a few tools in his backpack, his mechanical arm and his sharp intellect, Vrym finds himself once again on the road heading towards Hoss river.
Name: Whiterage
Species: Albino Steef
Gender: Male
Age: 45 in human years
Position: Bounty hunter and mercenary, there is no job too dirty and no mark
too dangerous.
Personality: Cold, like Stranger.
Appearance: Imagine Stranger with silver/white fur and a scar across one eye, wears a black vest and cloak with leather body armor.
Equipment(Optional): A spear on his back and two flintlocks on his waist.
History: Not much is known about Whitefury, rumors about 'The Albino Steef' have been flying around Mudos for many years, he has never been caught by Outlaws and Wolvarks alike and has rendered his unique service to all and any. The trouble brewing down at the Hoss river is enough to catch his attention so he makes his way to his newest fortune.
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I know it will be hard to fit Whiterage into the RP but bear with me I'll find a way
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And after writing all that I am
far too tired to actually do any RPing. I shall start tomorrow
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