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I like your character. But if dragongems are anything other than naturally charged gemstones , it might be kind of gamebreaking to have a ship that's absolutely immune to magic.

I didn't say ANYTHING! *looks around*

I definitely already did that...

Only a little drop of blood in that post Midnight. There was more blood in rugrats. Anyway I hope you ponies are ok with my last post.

Ci. This will be quite fun.

Oh ok midnight. Will try

Well the ship is named, if you don't think the crew ie us, need their own name its fine.

Welcome to an RP by Valencetiger where in one post your OC is sipping tea, then the next post they are in the wreckage of a destroyed city.

That wouldn't make sense. Yes Wardens drink darkspawn blood, but i was always under the impression that the taint was magical and supernatural in nature, not just a physical ailment. Resistant to blood magic makes sense because insects don't have blood/circulatory systems in the same sense as mammals/reptiles/ birds etc... I honestly don't think darkspawn blood should do anything special to him other than kill him or let him complete the joining.

So what's the problem with the posting? ....oh yea. Well in the morning I can lead us into stalliongrad.

Man, how did everyone ninja me...

[colour=#008000]Gideon[/colour] (Canterlot, Ground Zero) The city square was as quite as the void of space when they appeared. Creatures the likes of which Gideon had never seen were conversing with princess Celestia. The crowd grew more tense with each passing moment. His eyes narrowed on the figures on the balcony as he tried to decipher what was said between them. Though he couldn't he a thing, he could tell by the face the princess was making, that it was dire. Suddenly one of the creatures hovered down from the balcony with some sort of war hammer in tow. The ponies around him started to take a few tentative steps back from the strange being. In a single overhead swing it brought the weapon down onto the pristine marble of the ground of the city square. Everypony was quiet. Cracks spread out from the impact point of the hammer, but it it didn't seem like much. For a moment everything seemed normal, but then he heard it. The sound of buckling stone resonated in his ears, he doubted the ponies heard it, because he barely heard it. After his many spelunking tours he had learned to distinguish that dreadful noise from any background static. He Jumped off of the ground, the moment his hind paws left solid concrete the ground slip beneath him. The gaping fissure hungrily devoured ponies like a starved dragon and all he could do was watch...No he could do more than watch. His instincts told him to fly away as fast as he could, his body was gear to move faster than it ever had before, but he was not going to waste the adrenaline on fleeing. His senses were over charged and it seemed as if everything were just a little slower, narrowing his eyes on the wounded earth he dived headlong into the dark fissure. He reached behind his back and grabbed his collapsible ladder from his pack. In the darkness he could see the forms of falling ponies. [colour=#008000]"GRAB THIS!" [/colour]He yelled out as he heaved the ladder at them with all of his might. It fell and fell until, it suddenly went taut with enough force to nearly drag Gideon down to Tartarus.[colour=#008000] "AHHH!"[/colour] His muscle yelled in protest and the joint's in his shoulders cried out against the weight pulling down on the ladder. There had to be at least three or four ponies clinging on to this life line. The muscles in his wings burned as they struggled to provide enough lift for everyone. As quickly as possible he flew to the side of the fissure and crashed into the ground. The ponies were still dangling over the gap and he was there only anchor. He cursed himself mentally for not flying higher. What he was going to do next would hurt...Taking a few deep breaths, he prepared himself for the imminent pain. He dung the claws on his hind legs into that ground then released his left talon from the link on the collapsible ladder. Immediately the difference was felt, the weight on his right arm threatened to rip his muscles and pull his limb clean from the socket. Tears streamed freely from his eyes, he wanted to let go so badly, but he could never bring himself to willingly consign another being to oblivion. Biting his own tongue to focus his mind else where, he reached onto the pouch on his left thigh and pulled out two pitons. With all of his might he slammed the two spikes into the holes on the ladder then secured them with a swift and painful smash from his fist. He rolled over, panting, his left fist was bloody, and his right shoulder was dislocated, but he didn't care. He saved those ponies. A fissure opened up near him and his arm hung limply over the edge. Slowly, the world around him started to spin and the corners of his vision started to fade out...

I believe that heroes grow into the role with the help of supporting characters. I don't think i've ever seen a character just start saving people and be 100% confident from the beginning or even through the story. With that in mind, watch in awe young fillies.

Who says you have to panic, I'm not gonna panic.

I know what I'm going to do.

That sounds like it would be a good idea Also, Val, could you do the honors and name us?

And now Beatrix has a character history.

you should look at the blood magic spells and see which one would make sense to resist.

Im fine with it. Question, would Grim be affected since blood and life force are his power ie a reaver/plus theblood powers for wardens from the dlc.

Name:[colour=#282828] Beatrix[/colour] Gender:[colour=#282828] Female[/colour] Age:[colour=#282828] She's a cougar (The equivalent of a hot women in her mid thirties)[/colour] Species:[colour=#282828] Cynogriffon, ya know hawk/eagle front, wolf back. Basically a griffon but a little smaller, more cunning and has wolf ears.[/colour] Looks:[colour=#282828] She's all white with a patch of baby blue on her chest (Though you'll never see it because of her outfit, or maybe you will see it if you're lucky.) She has baby blue eyes and a golden smile. One of her wings is missing, but she built a mechanical replacement, the colour scheme matches her natural colours though. When she's out and about she usually wears a brass coloured gauntlet on her right arm that she uses to manipulate magical energy the power supply for which is on her back and a clawed gauntlet on her right for CQC . And a set of goggles. She's sexy and she know's it so she dresses as such.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Her out fit is similar to this, but imagine it on a griffon.[/colour] [colour=#282828] [/colour] [colour=#282828]But Her gauntlet set looks like this.[/colour] [colour=#282828] [/colour] Personality:[colour=#282828] (A genius magitech engineer/ dominatrix who uses her wits and charm to solve problems. She does flirt if it will advance her goals, but she usually keeps it toned down when she's not trying to get a reaction out of someone. Usually she's in a her ship's work shop trying to create something new. She's kind of brash as well. A situation would have to be beyond dangerous for Beatrix to even look like she's taking it serious.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Random Fact: Beatrix, was exiled from the griffon nation for "unruly behavior" and "endangering the public".[/colour] Your Ship:[colour=#282828] (Beatrix built her ship ,Drakkensteed, with her own talons. Built from living wood and metal and enchanted tanned dragon wing membrane, Drakkensteed is extremely cheap to maintain because its organic materials self repair. The ship is powered by an advanced gem matrix that draws power from the residual magical energies of the planet. The ship is armed with several magic cannons (powerful one on the nose of the ship), decent shield, and a short range teleport. It can be used as a sea faring vessel and can even dive for short period of times.)[/colour] Rank:[colour=#282828] She's the captain of this boat.[/colour] Weapons/Fighting style:[colour=#282828] Beatrix doesn't actually wield any weapons. She usually holds her arms behind her back and engages opponents in a nonchalant manner. She fights with telekinesis, electrical, and wind spells . The larger feathers of her mechanical wing can be used as Fin Funnels and servalliance equipment. When she actually has to fight seriously she displays excellent claw to claw skills that she's honed through battle and with the help of her crew members.[/colour] [colour=#282828]History:[/colour][colour=#282828] Not done. Beatrix is the daughter of two poor cynogriffon peddlers from the city of Talonopolis. As a youth her life was less than favorable, she and her parents had to steal just to put bread on the table everyday and even then the table was just a plank of wood fished from the discarded wreckage of a totaled air ship. But none of them were bitter, as along as they were together it they could endure. Everything changed when her father was arrested and executed for repeated theft. Her mother barely spoke after that, leaving the young hen to her own devices. Those devices turned out to literally be devices, with no real parental guidance she took to the streets, stealing books on magical engineering when ever she could.[/colour] [colour=#282828]She took to steam tech and magi tech engineering like a fish to water and soon her creations matched some of the most complex devices in the kingdom. One day a Griffon Guard saw the young cynogriffon with one of her impressive devices and confiscated it. He claimed that there was no way a street urchin could afford anything so intricate. When she claimed that she built it the guard simply told her it was a lie and if it was true the parts were stolen and she was still a thief. That day she was taken into custody. She was presented to the emperor of the griffon people, he was told her story and like the guard, dismissed it as a lie. Sure of her fraudulence the emperor presented her with a workshop full of equipment and told that if she couldn't build a device by tonight that would impress the emperor she would be executed on the spot. [/colour] [colour=#282828]The time had come, and she was to show the emperor what she had built. It was a gauntlet and a container, one that could harness, store, and mold magical energy into spells, allowing none unicorns to cast magic as well. Thoroughly impressed with the young cynogriffon's creation he ordered her spared. The guards then brought in another cynogriffon, whose head was covered in a bag. The sight chilled Beatrix to the bone. The guards pulled off the sack to reveal that they had her mother. Beatrix tried to run over to her but, but guards held her in place. She could only yell soundlessly as the soldiers pushed her mother to the floor and cleaved her head off.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Right after her mother's head finished rolling, a sharp pain shot through the side of her body. One of her wings was gone, but it barely registered through the haze in her mind. She hit the floor hard and everything started to fade away. The last words she heard came straight from the emperor's mouth.[/colour] [colour=#282828]"Now you have no one to run to, and nothing to run with. You are mine." The greedy griffon intended to use her mind to make his nation more prosperous, and her body to satisfy his urges. [/colour] [colour=#282828]And she was his, for 20 years. Her daily routine was workshop, lab, dry dock, emperor's bed chambers, her bed chambers. Everyone failed to realize the missing parts from air ships, missing materials and tools, and the tunnel to the castles aqueducts under her bed. During that time, she studied everything she could about technology and magic, she perfected her gauntlet, but never revealed its increased functionality. She built a new wing for herself and hide it away from all eyes. And in the night hours she started building an airship in the seclusion of the aqueducts. She played complacent and nice until the night when everything was ready, that night the sky burned crimson.The event became known as "The Night of Bloody Sunsets."[/colour] [colour=#282828]With her new wing and new air ship, she burned the palace to the ground then escaped. Not until days later did her freedom occur to her, she could go anywhere and do anything now. But what?[/colour] [colour=#282828]What followed was Aquelia's most brutal five year campaign or pirating in nearly 2 centuries. No corrupt noble house in the entire nations was left intact. It wasn't until an incident over Beakbreak City that Beatrix questioned her motives. While annihalting the airships of the city's defense fire from her heavy cannon hit home on an enemy airship. It exploded something fierce, the blast was worse than what should have been possible and torn half of the city apart. From the smells in the air she knew that she had been set up to look bad to the people. That event gained her permanent exile and a kill on sight decree within her nation.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Barely a week later, Beatrix found herself in a tavern trying to drink away the memories of what happen. Only to have her peace disturbed by the mother of all bar fights. During the brawl Beatrix met an earth pony mare named Dahlia Snow. Impressed by the mares skills in a fight, she offered her a position as first mate on her lonely ship Drakkensteed. Dahlia happily accepted. Now the two travel the skies going where ever the wind blows to whatever plunder they find.[/colour] [colour=#282828]Goals: Roosters, stallions, mares, gold, gems, precious metals, attention. Beatrix wants it all, there is a hole in her that she's trying to fill with anything and everything. She wants the things that were taken from her, but it's all lost in her anger.[/colour]

Grim feels so naked without his armor. Hes all exposed.

Ill lampshade the questionbof wtf happened to our gear and tents. In my next post.

Yeah we re comin. You wont be forever alone for much longer.

Trying sneak away...with Grim in the party. Youre gonna get him in trouble.

Final Fantasy Tactics: War or the Lions is one of the greatest games in the FF franchise. Final Fantasy XII was amazing, I still play that game (I will hear no bad talk about this game) . I love CoD. They aren't bad games in the, they just get hate for being successful, because that's obviously bad now a days. I love Too Human, that's my dirty little secret.