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Feb 21 2017, 09:52 AM
Hey all, I'm just looking for someone to help me get my character off the ground feel free to join. The Thread is: Is it really a day at the Beach? In the Destiny Islands
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Feb 10 2017, 08:03 PM
He was in a great deal of pain, so much pain that he could not even stomach opening his eyes. It went straight from his head to the tips of his toes; he had never felt anything quite like this before. First that bright light now all this pain? What did his television explode or something? Except he did not remember ever hearing a loud noise. So maybe the explosion was off the table.

Speaking of noise, was that water he could hear? And why the hell did it feel so warm all of a sudden? It was winter back home, and he was the only person home so there was no way anyone was using the shower currently. It hurt to do so but he forced his eyes open, and the bright light almost overwhelmed him to the point of releasing his stomach but he held it down. He was definitely no longer in his room, or his house for that matter. The sky just did not get that clear and blue at home even on the nicest of summer days.

So he forced himself up only to be greeted by a beautiful beach, the likes of which he had never personally seen. “What is going on…” He muttered as he looked around. Did someone slip him something at work? He had never been one for drugs but that's what this had to be right? Or did he die? But if he was dead why was he still in so much pain? Actually that was not entirely true the pain seemed to be fading fast and had been ever since he sat up.

So what was going on? Was it some kind of elaborate prank? That kind of stuff only happened in movies and t.v. shows, not in real life and certainly not to people like him. How else would he have ended up on some kind of Caribbean beach? “Okay guys you can come out and yell surprise now?”

Except no one popped out. In fact the beach seemed to be deserted as Ben finally looked around in every direction. One thing he did notice was his backpack laying off to the side, just sitting in the sand minding its own business. Ben quickly dove for it and went into the small front pocket and fished out his sunglasses which he was in desperate need of, this light was killer on his eyes.

After he fixed his glasses in place he looked out again for any sign of life and just sighed. What ever was going on here, he needed to get up and find out, then hopefully he could piece together how he ended up on this strange beach.
Feb 8 2017, 11:44 PM
Classification: External       

Name:Benjamin Anderson

Age:23

Gender: Male

Physical: Ben Stands at 5’9” with broad shoulders and short dark brown hair, that was just recently shaved down that gets curly as it grows out. Ben is currently wearing a long sleeve gray T-shirt that is well fitted. Over the long sleeve he is wearing a navy blue vest that is partially unzipped. Rounding out the vest and long sleeved shirt he is wearing a pair of black jeans, and black and blue running shoes. He also has a pair of sunglasses with tinted blue lenses, that he wears most of the time due to light sensitivity.

Ben is currently in rather good condition but his lack of exercise is starting to become noticeable with a bit of weight gain. While working in a warehouse keeps him busy he is not hitting the gym regularly like he did when he was in college, and still practicing martial arts.

Mental: (personality, morality, likes and dislikes, etc.)
Personality: At times it seems like a contradiction, Ben can be very talkative one moment especially when he is learning or doing things with others but in moments of down time he can become very quiet and introspective. He values this time for introspection to gather and center himself to help control the bursts of anxiety he feels; so that he can avoid exploding when the stresses grow to demanding.

Ben deeply hates blowing up on people around him because he is a very kind and helpful person. He has over the years had his innate kindness taken advantage of, which by nature makes him wary of strangers. While he can put on a kind face to new people he hesitates to trust beyond initial acquaintances.

Ben is also both very inquisitive and driven. He is driven to learn new things and create new experiences for himself. His drive causes him to push himself in both his personal life and his work life and he has begun to see results. He recently saw a promotion at work and has been working on getting himself back into shape.

Morality: Something of a Neutral Good, in that Ben strongly believes in doing good for the sake of good, but will not go to the extremes of the Lawful and Chaotic side of things. In that vein he believes in doing good and would help any in need but would not go out of his way to establish order or tear down the existing structure unless he found the gumption to do so because it encroached on the freedom of others he felt the need to help.

Likes and Dislikes: Ben has a strong like of the natural world and loves to spend time outside and seeing new places. In a direct dislike that's linked to this is that he hates cramped enclosed spaces. He enjoys spending time with his friends and family, yet needs time to break away and recharge; which tends to lead to him reading a book or just relaxing and gaming.

Background: Ben is twenty-three years old and was born and raised in Western New-York. He grew up pretty good despite some tough times with his parents divorcing at a young age, with him and his brother spending the majority of time with their mother. Well at times they struggled financially his mother worked hard to put food on the table and take care of her children. This humbleness shaped Ben from an early age teaching him that he had to work hard to provide for himself and to succeed because no one was going to hand him anything.

While Ben knows his Dad and spent time with him over the years following his parents split he has never felt particularly close with his father. From the very early days of his life Ben remembers his father giving up time with him and his brother, and while he would be there in moments of great need it would take those moments to bring him close to his children. This would play into Ben’s ability to get close to others as he got older, and while he would form a close group of friends in middle school he always found it difficult until he started working to branch out from his initial group.

After high school he and his friends while still remaining in contact with one and other would eventually go their separate ways for the most part. Ben himself went to the local community college and worked almost full time on the side to help put himself through. Which left him with little free time. He continued like this until he almost burned himself out with a bad string of migraines. This forced him to slow down a bit, and get out of a bad situation in his work life sending him to where he is currently working.

After cutting back his hours at work and focusing on his schooling he got his associates and was all set to move on to pursue his bachelors when tragedy struck and his grandmother grew very ill. Ben became one of the primary caretakers of his grandmother right up until the very end. This pushed back Ben’s dreams of finishing college as he decided to take some time off to save some money for his final stretch. But after his grandmother passed  Ben threw himself into his job with almost blind focus to help with bills around the house.

This major focus on work did leave him for a longing to play videogames like he did once, so one night when he was leaving work and walking through the electronics department he looked in the game case and saw Kingdom hearts 2.5 sitting in the case on sale. The nostalgia hit him and he bought it up for his weekend off. This would certainly lead to a major shift in his life, as he fired up the PS3 and put the disc in the room was engulfed in a bright light, changing everything forever!

Abilities: Ben’s abilities stem from and are inspired by the Dragoon class in Final Fantasy. This gives him an affinity to movement both vertically and horizontally which is greatly added by the reach of a spear. And allows him to draw on the might of dragons to increase his attack and defense. The only ability Ben starts with is Jump but while he has it starting out he does not know how to activate it yet.

Jump: The staple move of a Dragoon, is the ability to leap into the sky and deal a devastating attack when they arrive back on the ground. This ability also has out of combat uses in that the user can jump to heights that they would not normally be able to. Over time the Jump ability will grow in distance as Ben gets stronger, this does have the drawback of him having to take time to charge the ability to reach greater heights.

Dragon Fang: An ability similar to jump except the user charges forward in a rapid motion to strike foes in front of him. Or the ability can be used to avoid an incoming attack. The downside to the ability is that once used the user can not deviate from a straight path.

Dragon’s Barrage: A series of rapid thrusts into an opponent in front of the user. This attack goes for speed over damage and the rapid strikes while dealing less damage can be far more of a hassle for an opponent.

Dragon Fire Strike: This attack is something of a combo attack with the previous three abilities. Raw magic pours into the user’s Spear igniting it in flames increasing the damage of Jump, Dragon Fang, and Dragon’s Barrage. It also increases his damage overall until the flame burns out.

Dragon Scales: This ability when activated coats the user’s body in Dragon like scales raising his physical and magical defense temporarily, the more damage taken after its activation lowers the length of time that it can remain active.
 
Dragon’s Roar: The user gathers magic into their chest causing a demoralizing roar that lowers enemy combatants attack and defense. A truly weak foe would be caused to flee in terror from the sound of a dragon’s rage.


Equipment:
-A simple black spear with a silver spear head, the spear had a strap attached to it so that it can be worn over the shoulder.
-A black back pack, that Ben keeps a navy blue fleece in, and apples and granola bars.
-His Android phone which for the most part has stopped working. The notes feature still seems to work so he can keep a log of things, and the maps feature seems to record any world that he visits after he has left it.

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    He was in a great deal of pain, so much pain that he could not even stomach opening his eyes. It went straight from his head to the tips of his toes; he had never felt anything quite like this before. First that bright light now all this pain? What did his television explode or something? Except he did not remember ever hearing a loud noise. So maybe the explosion was off the table.

Speaking of noise, was that water he could hear? And why the hell did it feel so warm all of a sudden? It was winter back home, and he was the only person home so there was no way anyone was using the shower currently. It hurt to do so but he forced his eyes open, and the bright light almost overwhelmed him to the point of releasing his stomach but he held it down. He was definitely no longer in his room, or his house for that matter. The sky just did not get that clear and blue at home even on the nicest of summer days.

So he forced himself up only to be greeted by a beautiful beach, the likes of which he had never personally seen. “What is going on…” He muttered as he looked around. Did someone slip him something at work? He had never been one for drugs but that's what this had to be right? Or did he die? But if he was dead why was he still in so much pain? Actually that was not entirely true the pain seemed to be fading fast and had been ever since he sat up.

So what was going on? Was it some kind of elaborate prank? That kind of stuff only happened in movies and t.v. shows, not in real life and certainly not to people like him. How else would he have ended up on some kind of Caribbean beach? “Okay guys you can come out and yell surprise now?”

Except no one popped out. In fact the beach seemed to be deserted as ben finally looked around in every direction. One thing he did notice was his backpack laying off to the side, just sitting in the sand minding its own business. Ben quickly dove for it and went into the small front pocket and fished out his sunglasses which he was in desperate need of, this light was killer on his eyes.

After he fixed his glasses in place he looked out again for any sign of life and just sighed. What ever was going on here, he needed to get up and find out, then hopefully he could piece together how he ended up on this strange beach.
Apr 17 2013, 09:12 PM
(Yes this is a repost of sorts. After some deliberation with Cyphermagi about the status of our original thread and grand plans for future threads and an overarching plot line, we both came to a decision that the thread was dead in the water, and that as it stood our characters were too tied into that thread and plot-line and could not just simply be moved out of it and into a new thread, because we could not ignore what we had previously set forth to do. So I ask could you delete the original iteration of this character and the thread Beginning of a Legacy! 1 in other worlds.
Thank you Chaos. )

Name: Benjamin Anderson

Age: 21

Gender: Male

Abilities:

Ben has a pretty decent knowledge of hand to hand combat from his years of martial arts training from his childhood through his adolescence, although in the past five years his training has waned with an increase of responsibilities at school and work.

Weapon Master: Upon Interfering Ben noticed when he has picked up different kinds of weapons that he suddenly has the knowledge on how to use them, but he does not have the skills that one who has practiced weapons combat their entire life would have. The more Ben uses a weapon the more skilled he can grow with it, and potentially unlocking abilities unique to the weapon.

Equipment:

A long sword and a shield, that appeared on his person after interfering, both seem to be reflective of the choices he made within his station of awakening.

Condition:

Ben is in average physical condition for a twenty one year old male due to all the activity he used to engage in when he was younger, although recently he has seen some weight gain due to a lack of activity on his part. Although he tries on a regular basis to make it to the gym to work out he finds almost all of his time robbed from him between school and work. He has also seen a halt to his martial arts classes due to a scheduling clash with work. He is frequently sleep deprived and on occasion prone to getting headaches.


Personality:

Quiet: At first glance Ben comes across as a quiet individual that keeps to himself when possible. But this is not quite the truth while he can be quiet he can also be a very social person with people he knows, he just takes time to warm up with people, and does not like to push himself out their too fast. Although when the situation calls for it he will push himself out their to talk to perfect strangers.

Inquisitive: Ben is the kind of person who is always asking questions about the world around him and the people near him. He loves to find out new things, which he generally demonstrates through his addiction to books of any kind, he also loves to ask people questions about themselves and of the situations they might be in currently.

Thoughtful Ben is a very kind and caring person who is always willing to help others out that are in need. He has always tried to be a dependable person to those around him, be it his friends or the other employees at his job. He tires to be there when he is needed he has frequently dropped everything out to help others out, be it plans with family for his friends or work or on occasion several occasions he has had to cancel plans with his friends for work, and he always feels bad for it.

Driven Ben is the kind of person that gets very focused on the task at hand, sometimes so much to the point he seems almost zealous with what he is doing. He is very focused at the time on his school work and is ready to embark on his hopefully semester at the local community college. Lately hes been so focused so many other things have started to fall to the wayside. Although his new adventure is likely to shake up what he is driven to do.


Morality: Ben is what most would consider a Lawful Neutral type of person. He is one that follows his own personal moral compass. Much of which was built up of the course of years in martial arts and his strict upbringing. He very strongly believes in doing the right thing to help people out, even if it involves ‘breaking the laws’ so to speak. He holds more stock to his very warrior Esq code then traditional rules, and would not attack others without provocation, but if he or those close to him are threatened he will protect them.


Appearance:

Ben is a Caucasian male standing at 5’8”, and weighing at 190 pounds. He has dark brown almost black hair that he keeps short almost buzzed because of how curly and out of control it can get. He has dark blue eyes. He is wearing a navy blue sleeveless sweatshirt vest that is partially unzipped to show off a small pewter pendent of a broadsword with a pair of twin serpents wrapped around it, with a black undershirt underneath the pendent. Around his torso are a pair of crisscrossing black belts that have clips for his sword and shield. He is also wearing a pair of khaki cargo shorts with a white belt. his shoes are pair of white running shoes with blue trim. Sitting atop his head is a pair of sunglasses that have a blue tint to the lenses.


Background: Ben was born and raised in western New York, and for quite some time has wanted to get out of the small town he has lived in and see the world hes only waiting till he can go off to the four year college. Some of his earliest memories were of his parents fighting which eventually led to their separation, and to Ben being raised by his mom.

Throughout his early years of life Ben was very angry at himself almost feeling as if he was the reason his parents were no longer together, and this transitioned into him being not the most sociable kid in his early years of schooling. He generally had one or two friends who he did not remain friends with long past that present year in school, it was very often that he had to make new friends almost every year.

All that changed when he reached middle school and into his high-school years when a solid group of friends formed around him. His times with his friends were some of the best he had, had in his life. They were fun times filled with playing children's card games and eventually filled with all night video game playing madness. These years did not last for ever though. As Ben got older he was one of the first of his friends to get a job and he dedicated a lot of time to job because he needed to save money for his future.

After high-school and into his first year of college a lot of his strong friendships from that time started to drift away and everyone began to move on to do their own thing. Ben was consumed with his studies and work and had to throw a lot else to the wayside even though he did not want to. A part of him wished he still had time to play videogames with his friends like the old days even though he barely had time to play them by himself at this point.

Shortly before his third year of college his friend Jason Cross contacted him about doing a Lets Play, which for Ben was something very reminiscent of the old time he had with his friends and it would allow him to be able to hang out with one of his old friends and play videogames so he was all for it. After a few weeks into the new Semester of college he met with his old friend and they debated on what game to do. They both decided to go for a game that they had spent a great amount of time playing in their early years of meeting one and other. What neither he or Jason predicted was that this would lead to one of the greatest adventures they had ever experienced.

Let’s Play Kingdom Hearts!
Mar 9 2013, 12:52 PM
Homeworld:Abeir-Toril (Around the start of the first Neverwinter game. )

Name: Zanaver Windsailor (Zan for short)

Age: 23

Gender: Male.

Species: Human

Abilities: As a Sorcerer Zanaver has the use of Arcane Magic. Unlike Wizards who also have the ability to cast Arcane Magic through great study and memorization of spells it comes naturally to Zanaver and Sorcerers like him. Unlike other casters Sorcerers only gain two or three new spells at a time which might seem to put them at a disadvantage, but when they gain new spells they also can exchange spells they already know or have learned for different ones, but this does not happen often. ((In Forum terms: Once every four threads))
Current Spells:

Cantrips:(Can be cast five times a day overall)
Acid Splash: Fires a small sphere of acid to deal a little damage to the target.
Daze: Dazes a target temporarily.
Touch of Fatigue: The user touches the target with negative energy coursing through their hand to cause fatigue in the target. Only works through physical contact.

1st level spells:(Can only be cast four times a day overall)
Magic Missile: Zanaver shoots a missile of arcane energy that homes in on its target to deal damage. As he grows stronger, the number of missiles fired from the spell will increase. For now he is limited to only one.
Color Spray: Zanaver creates a dazzling cone of energy that extends out from his hand for about thirty feet. The cone has a variety of effects and affects each person differently. The cone has the ability to cause the target to fall asleep, cause momentary blindness, or stun temporarily. Sleep is the least common of these effects.

Like all arcane magic users Zanaver can summon his familiar, a raven named Corvus who assists him on many occasions. Like all casters Zanaver has the ability to posses his Familiar temporarily to scout ahead, although when he does this his body remains unprotected, leaving it at risk for attack.

Equipment:
-Tanya~Atar, A Cutlass that glows a crimson color and burns those that it cuts. Zan has a habit of making up stories of how he came into possession of this blade, all very ridiculous. The truth is that he found it laying in the mud in the ruins surrounding Luskan while he was looking for food as a child.
-Two pouches filled with throwing darts.
-50 feet of rope.
-Healing kits, and potions for emergency use.
-A bag of holding that was a gift from a former employer.
-A ruby necklace of resistance: The necklace makes Zanaver more durable to damage but does not stop damage from occurring. This once belonged to an old friend of Zanaver’s and he continues to hold onto it in memory of them.

Condition: Zanaver is in better condition than most casters, due to the great amount of time he has spent at sea, on various ships for various reasons, most of the time at work. His hands are calloused from the work. He also has a few scars on his arms from the fights he got into when he was a child growing up on the streets.

Personality:: Zanaver is very roguish in nature, to many he can come across as a dishonest person, to which he would respond it's all in the job description, he was never paid to do honest work his entire life has been full of dishonesty and a lack of principals.. With growing up on the streets he learned quick that those who did not learn to survive died very quickly. He also learned very early on to be careful of who he trusted, and that most people were not worthy of the trust that he could give.

To make up for his lack of trust and social skills Zanaver comes across as someone brutally honest about everything he thinks, almost shameless. He has no problem telling people exactly what he feels at that moment or what he wants to do, he hates being manipulated and does not enjoy doing the manipulating. He can also be rash and thrown into being excessive in a situation he attributes this to his fiery red hair. He grew up in a world ruled by base desires and has a fondness for games of chance and fine drinks.

Although he enjoys the illusion that he is an unprincipled man living off his base desires deep down he feels a great emptiness inside of him that no amount of debauchery has been able to fill. Often times when he is alone he is prone to moments of great introspection.

Morality: Zanaver would fall under a the Chaotic Neutral part of the morality section. While he does enjoy fulfilling his own base pleasures and desires he does not feel the need to consider his actions good or evil, he just does what he wants and tries his best not to cause any collateral damage along the way.

Appearance: Zanaver stands at about 5’11 inches tall with a medium build hes not overly muscular but he is no stranger to hard work. He has fiery red hair that is shorter in the front and frames his head almost all the way around, but grows longer in the back coming just short of his shoulders in length. His skin is slightly tanned from his time at sea, but he is not too dark. His eyes are a very light blue in color.

Around his neck sits his ruby pendant. This hangs out above his white shirt, which is left partially open. Over his white long sleeved shirt which has the sleeves rolled up exposing his forearms on his left forearm is clear scar from a knife fight that he had in his youth. He wears a dark red almost brown best which he leaves unbuttoned. Around his waist he has a sash the same color as his vest with his cutlass attached to it. He is also wearing a pair a dark brown leather pants which are tucked into the black boots on his feet. To complete the ensemble he on occasion wears a dark brown long coat that is as stylish as useful. When he is not wearing it he stores the coat in his bag of holding.


Background: Zanaver grew up in the city of Luskan in the northern part of the Sword Coast. He was never quite sure if he was born within the city itself or outside of it. Mostly he was the child of a prostitute abandoned at the orphanage that his earliest memories are from. Life at the orphanage from what he remembers was tough, although he lived there a great bit of time was spent on the streets or hiding from the matron who tried to punish him for one deed or another that he committed, which eventually led to him being thrown to the wolves and having to live off the streets.

The years he spent of the streets all seemed to blur in the end they were a challenge that no child should have to suffer yet so many do in a city like Luskan. The only way to live was to survive by any means necessary. It was during this time Zan learned that trust was a foolish thing, and that anyone is willing to try and stab you in the back for a food or a trinket that could be used to obtain food or drugs. Zan learned to steal at a young age for survival, but he was never particularly adept at it, he was better than some but most of the time that was because he was quick and cunning It was during these years that led up to his thirteenth winter that he found his cutlass amongst the ruins of the past cities that had once existed where Luskan did when he was searching for things to sell for food.

Finding the blade was a turning point for his life. Something about the blade told him he should not sell it so he took it deeper into the Ruins and hid it better than before and left it for the day he could possibly have need of it. During his thirteenth winter in Luskan that change seemed to occur gradually and then like a spark roared to life. This was when he discovered his affinity to arcane magic. His abilities manifested in a burst of wild magic that set everything about him ablaze killing his only true friend at the time.

After losing his friend and discovering his abilities he sought out training in the form of joining the Host Tower of the Arcane. What should have finally been a happy time because he had an actual roof over his head Zanaver learned that the schemes of wizards is often worse than the schemes that played out between the local street gangs. To him it seemed as if all of Luskan itself was built on the power play between those who had it and those who wanted it. As a Sorcerer there was not much he could learn from the Wizards in the tower although he did learn control over his gifts and that he made an ideal tool for the various wizards in their political games. Zanaver choose to become a willing political pawn so that he could build up a reserve for the eventual day he would leave Luskan for world outside, in search of his possible origins.

When he reached eighteen years of age he took his first mission outside of the city of Luskan on a sea faring vessel named the Wyvernjack, as soon as he boarded the ship he felt something he had never felt. He felt that he was truly needed in there, after his mission at sea he stayed on as a permanent member of the crew. It was here he took the surname Windsailor, and filled the role of the ships arcane specialist; he aided them in battle in the name of Luskan and also in the ships darker ventures of piracy, which was sanctioned covertly by the lords of Luskan themselves. It was during a brief return to Luskan that he ventured back to the ruins where he hid his treasured sword, which he began to wear and use upon his return to the ship.

During one of the many pirating forays at sea Zanaver defeated a rival spellcaster and took his staff. Not long after taking this staff the Wyvernjack came into a combat situation it could not possibly escape from. With a close study of the staffs previous owners notes on it Zanaver devised it could be their possible salvation for escape and took it upon himself to use the staff to try and take down one of the enemy ships. This staff a Staff of Power had the unique ability like others like it to cast a retributive strike blowing the staff and everything around it up.

Zanaver resigning himself to a possible death and the hands of the staff intended to sacrifice himself for the people felt like a family to him. Little did he know that when the staff blew up it had a chance of sending the user hurling across the planes...
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